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Beloved brethren,
I have strife at work.
My team was organized once. Not well, but we worked to maintain a modicum of order and courtesy to reduce the chaos and the impact it had on each other. It came at the cost of diligence. But it was an improvement after a period of what I would term lawlessness, during which my colleagues characterized each other as "cowboys", i.e. doing their own thing without rule of law. The team's feedback was very positive.
We had no strong leadership then. I was a proxy leader, given responsibility but no authority. The stress was killing me, so I quit and over a period of a couple years I struggled to give up trying to control the environment. It took a long time to deprogram myself but I manage.
We have a manager now who meets with us every day. He sees our many problems and does not apply himself diligently to them. I try to be balanced in my feedback, but I have given him consistent negative feedback on his inability to provide what we need and apparent difficulty growing to fill that gap. To his credit, the business has many problems outside the team that he has to engage with. His focus is outside the team, where he seems to prefer it. My colleagues seem to have fallen back from wanting order to wanting chaos, or at least easily tolerating it, and are doing their own thing again.
My manager and I do not see eye to eye on many things.
My colleagues and I do not see eye to eye on many things.
I struggle with trying to find peace, and make peace between me and others, to perform quality work, and not go crazy trying to figure out what the tacit agreement is day to day on how we wish to treat each other and be treated and follow loosely defined policy.
As you may gather, I appreciate order.
And something has to give.
This is affecting my walk with Jesus. My morale is plummeting. I get blunt and let people have it on the chin (figuratively), because what I see is not expedient and gentle speech is ineffective. It is a blessing that I have a job, particularly this one, in this time of scarcity. I want to have peace. I want to work in a quality environment where people show courtesy. I don't like being baited, and taking the bait, knowing that's what I'm doing when I speak to it. It brings out the fighter in me, which binds my soul and closes doors.
I want victory over this. Not to change others, but myself. This weighs heavily on me at this time.
Please pray for me, whatever the Spirit shows you.
Thank you,
Barry
I have strife at work.
My team was organized once. Not well, but we worked to maintain a modicum of order and courtesy to reduce the chaos and the impact it had on each other. It came at the cost of diligence. But it was an improvement after a period of what I would term lawlessness, during which my colleagues characterized each other as "cowboys", i.e. doing their own thing without rule of law. The team's feedback was very positive.
We had no strong leadership then. I was a proxy leader, given responsibility but no authority. The stress was killing me, so I quit and over a period of a couple years I struggled to give up trying to control the environment. It took a long time to deprogram myself but I manage.
We have a manager now who meets with us every day. He sees our many problems and does not apply himself diligently to them. I try to be balanced in my feedback, but I have given him consistent negative feedback on his inability to provide what we need and apparent difficulty growing to fill that gap. To his credit, the business has many problems outside the team that he has to engage with. His focus is outside the team, where he seems to prefer it. My colleagues seem to have fallen back from wanting order to wanting chaos, or at least easily tolerating it, and are doing their own thing again.
My manager and I do not see eye to eye on many things.
My colleagues and I do not see eye to eye on many things.
I struggle with trying to find peace, and make peace between me and others, to perform quality work, and not go crazy trying to figure out what the tacit agreement is day to day on how we wish to treat each other and be treated and follow loosely defined policy.
As you may gather, I appreciate order.
And something has to give.
This is affecting my walk with Jesus. My morale is plummeting. I get blunt and let people have it on the chin (figuratively), because what I see is not expedient and gentle speech is ineffective. It is a blessing that I have a job, particularly this one, in this time of scarcity. I want to have peace. I want to work in a quality environment where people show courtesy. I don't like being baited, and taking the bait, knowing that's what I'm doing when I speak to it. It brings out the fighter in me, which binds my soul and closes doors.
I want victory over this. Not to change others, but myself. This weighs heavily on me at this time.
Please pray for me, whatever the Spirit shows you.
Thank you,
Barry
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