Henry Lewis, Writer

“What kind of leader will you be? Do you want to open windows of possibilities to your teams? Do you want to nurture others as they reach for their full potential? Do you want them to achieve amazing, startling, wonderful things, or just the same old, boring results?

If I know you, you want amazing. Good for you. If so, then you must purpose to serve them. You must set your mind to inspire and uplift every day in a thousand small ways. You must speak true, stay focused on the mission, and truly care about your people. And you must tell them these things with your words and actions every day. You are the leader.” Henry Lewis

Getting Amazing Things Done
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It is Mother’s Day 2019. Today is marked by me and my children reaching out to my wife to express our deep love and affections. To express in some small way how much we love our mothers – their sacrifices, their efforts over the years to guide and nurture us. It is always beautiful to see.

My mother passed away many years ago. I can no longer tell her those things. May I encourage you to say ‘I Love You’ every day. Don’t wait for the perfect opportunity. Today is your day to speak words of love.

Let me share a poem I wrote when my mother died in April 1998.

Again I would say to you, don’t wait for the perfect opportunity. Today is your day to speak words of love.

Come on the journey

“Sometimes when I run I discover a new world, an enchanted place for dreaming, where my imagination drifts high into the heavens and seems to brush the divine. Almost as an afterthought, I skirt the edges of eternity, and run past a thousand, sacred moments in my pursuit of lesser things.”

Laughter Near the Edge of Heaven – Confessions of a Trail Runner, available now on Amazon and worldwide. Check it out today http://bit.ly/NearHeaven

I’m hoping you’ll pick up a copy and then go find a new trail. It’s time to rock down some unknown footpaths and catch a fresh glimpse of heaven. Can you feel the excitement? Is that the sound of laughter on the wind? I think you’re in the zone.

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When my oldest son was almost four I wrote the following poem. It was April of 1989. It was a beautiful day. Here’s the poem.

Heaven by a String

The boy had a hold of heaven by a string,
and the kite was on the end of it.

And his joy could not be measured
by the laughter of his voice on the wind,
on the hilltop, far above the earth.

And he was happy;

so happy that he could not tell you.
For today he reached with all his heart
into the air and held the wind in his hands.

And his face was shining;

as he tugged at the string,
and the fragile thing climbed higher
into the wide, blue dream of a laughing heaven.

April 26, 1989
Henry Lewis

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I am very happy to announce the release of my new book “Laughter Near the Edge of Heaven – Confessions of a Trail Runner“, available now on Amazon and worldwide. Whether you are a trail runner, a hiker, or just love walking in the woods; if you love the wonder of creation and the beauty of the outdoors; if you love finding the fingerprints of God in the most delicate blossom in spring or the majesty of the mountains, you will enjoy this book.

Please visit Amazon at and check it out today at bit.ly/NearHeaven

I’m hoping you’ll buy a copy and then go find a new trail.

If you love the outdoors and trails and nature, if these lead you to think about deeper things, then this read is for you.

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And give me a like if it makes you smile.

Here is one small excerpt. “Sometimes when I run I discover a new world, an enchanted place for dreaming, where my imagination drifts high into the heavens and seems to brush the divine. Almost as an afterthought, I skirt the edges of eternity, and run past a thousand, sacred moments in my pursuit of lesser things.”

Our character deepens with every challenging trail or personal struggle we face. May we all run our race with joy contagious.

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