There is an opportunity I’ll never have again.
I recently attended the funeral of a friendly gentleman from my church. Every week after the service, we’d make a little light talk. He was very likable but we never went too deeply into conversation as we were both making our exits.
The funeral had a huge turnout. I’d be happy if my own funeral got even a fraction of that amount of people. I listened with interest at the eulogy and stories that came out. I discovered a lot more about his history & his unique personality. There was much I didn’t know about him.
The more I heard, the more I realised I should have sat down with him from time to time for a longer conversation.
I am sure I could have learnt much from him. If nothing else, it would have surely been an entertaining chat.
Hearing at the funeral about his kindness and hospitable attitude, I’m sure it would have inspired me to better myself if I had talked to him more.
It’s too late to do have those conversations with him now. But it’s not too late for me to talk to others, to say “let’s sit & talk for a while”.
If you aren’t listening, the conversation doesn’t evolve. It’s just two people saying things they each already know at each other.
Some things are good for us to hear, even if they are things we already know.
Martin Pistorius was diagnosed as being brain dead. Yet he was conscious, alert, and could see & hear everything that was happening around him. No one realised for 11 years.
There is the classic one-word answer caricature we have of teens. The problem isn’t just in the answers, the problem is also the dull questions.
On the course of thinking on a new line, we can stumble on an idea trail. If we follow it, that idea starts to take shape.