The Strength of the Wolf is the Pack...

Men have something built in them that somehow pushes them to believe that we are strongest when we are an army of one, that we can conquer kingdoms all by ourselves and that to ask another guy for assistance is a sign of weakness. Truth be told, a man has a hard time going to the grocery store alone and bringing home all the items wifey mentioned. Ask any wife and see if the statement isn't generally true.

In my specific line of work I've come across many "alpha" men who have a very personalized way of doing life...not that it's wrong or right, it's just so indicative of that guy's personality or character. We all have this and function out of it, from it, or towards it at any given time. The fact is that many people try to correct this behavior by using some sort of modification technique. 

I feel like when we do this it's almost like trying to take the man out of how God created him and make him into a template of how God made me. I believe that if I accept a guy based on his behaviors then I will have reason to disrupt our communication. On the other side of the coin, what if I accept this person based on the potential within him. What if together, we decide to allow him to be himself and at the same time we work towards allowing God to mold him the way He sees fit, and become more like Christ? As structured and churchy as that may seem, it really isn't but it does present an opportunity for a mans individuality all the while being transformed. I have worked with some men that together we built a bridge between his attribute, strengths, and powers and his individualized inherent traits to be used for the glory of God and His work in this imperfect person. And man let me tell you... they make a beautiful melody together. A different sort of sculpture chiseled away by authenticity, unmerited love, and coupled with an intimate hug that says, "God loves you the way your are and so do I".

Bottom line is that, like the wolf who feels that his strength is in himself, a mindset adaptation and adjustment promotes the realization that I am accepted, loved, and supported by the pack that surrounds me. Isn't this what happens when we lead off with the love of Christ, and when we push aside our own sideline ticket? Yup...together men can conquer anything, but left alone will tire and fizzle out. Alone is not a good walk.

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