Dear Leader,
I trust this meets you in your pursuit of wisdom.
The year is no longer brand new, and this is where things often become interesting. The excitement of new beginnings begins to fade, and reality starts to test our intentions.
I remember my days as an undergraduate when I wrote a short e-book from the frustration of setting goals every year and struggling to achieve many of them. I was faithful at writing resolutions, dreams, and targets. Yet something was missing until I finally discovered what.
Every meaningful journey begins with a desire: a dream, an intention, a vision of a better future. Leaders dream too. They carry pictures of what can be; pictures that inspire, energize, and call them forward.
But between the birth of a dream and its fulfilment is a PROCESS.
And in that process, you will meet good days and hard days. You will face moments when the question becomes very real: “Do I give up, or do I go on?”
At the beginning of every year, goals often come with more enthusiasm than wisdom. But as time passes, life introduces challenges, delays, distractions, and doubts. This is why every leader must learn to manage what I call the details in the middle.
Do not abandon your dreams, but take care of what happens between the start and the finish.
There are four anchors that will help you stay steady in the middle:
Routines – Build daily habits that move you forward, even when motivation is low.
Patience – Growth is slow, and results take time, so stay faithful.
Humility – Learn to collaborate, ask for help, and grow through others.
Gratitude – Thank God during the journey, not only at the end. Appreciate people along the way.
As leaders, we always celebrate the destination. But true leaders are formed in the journey especially in managing the details in the middle. This is where character is shaped, discipline is tested, and wisdom is built.
Do not rush past this season. Learn in it. Grow through it.
It will take discipline, patience, humility and gratitude.
But it will be worth it.
I am rooting for you,
Great Owete