I left my job as a corporate executive a few years ago after an honest-to-God, life-changing, Road-to-Damascus epiphany.
During a weekend trip to visit family in Tennessee, I woke up to the fact that I had somehow come to believe that it was OK to mislead people if that’s what you had to do to “protect and enhance” profits.
I came to realize that I was at least partly responsible for America’s health care crisis. When I saw people getting care in barns and animal stalls, it became clear to me that what I was being paid to do was contributing to the growing number of Americans who couldn’t afford health insurance or medical care.
Bottom line: I was deeply involved in the exploitation of the many for the financial gain of a few. I had lost my moral compass.
Now I’m trying to make amends—through my books and commentaries, media interviews, public speaking, consulting work and volunteer activities. Through everything I do, quite frankly.
That’s the way it has to be.
And God willing (as they say back home), I’ll be doing it for the rest of my life.
With a heart full of gratitude.