Leadership is broken because leaders are unbroken With friends like us the cross hardly needs enemies, although it has many.  Think of how we distort the cross. Many of us probably heard our grandmothers say, “My lumbago is killing me.  It’s my cross.  I must bear it.”  Right then, before we knew what the cross was, we knew we didn’t want one if it made us feel the way Grandma felt. Or it’s presented to us as some horrible struggle we must endure because we follow Jesus. Now it’s true that the cross can mean rejection and persecution for the cause of Christ, but there’s more to it than that……