As if behind a mask, he was hiding. I had known this man for years, or had I? Maybe it was his unassuming stature or gentle demeanour that kept his complex character hidden? This evening it started, and changed, with one simple question. My curiosity had been sparked by a comment he had made. It surprised me because he never talked.
So I asked if I could hear more. As he opened up and told the story in detail, I was reminded of how we all are. Each of has a rich story, abilities, and contributions to make. We often hear from the louder members of humanity. Those who are more reserved or even settled in their spirits, miss our radars. Who’s story stands a chance in our busy and cluttered world?
One question can change all of that.