Hope you and yours are well. God has been especially kind to the Pierponts lately. We are all well and working and enjoying life and trying to nudge people Godward. We have many loyal friends. We have enough hardship to keep us on our knees. The street in front of Granville Cottage is lined with cars every day like it is most other places only on Holidays. It’s a lively place full of love–lot’s of laughter and plenty of pizza and one small, spoiled Yorkie. God has been especially good to the Pierponts lately.
Here’s a little something for you to think about:
Do You Ever Do This?
by Ken Pierpont
It’s may day off. I’m writing this little piece at the counter at our local Starbucks. I like to write here sometimes to be where I can write without much distraction and be near Chuk. Chuck is our third-born, our second-born son. He is a making coffee and conversation. He’s good at it.
He has the “never-met-a-strager, never-at-a-loss-for-what-to-say” gift. He has a ready wit and a quick mind. He knows when to talk and he knows when to listen. He has his mother’s gift of understanding people. This makes for interesting conversion. He leaves most people with a smile on their face.
He told me once of a brief conversation he had on an airplane. He settled into his seat and started to make small-talk with his seat-mate–a young businessman going places. The young man was a veteran traveller. He wasn’t on an adventure or a journey or a vacation. This was not a social event for him. This was just a part of is workday. He was just earning a living and doing business.
Chuk offered a line of conversation. He responded; “Look I’m tired. I’d really rather not talk, OK?” He plugged earbuds in and went to sleep. When Chuk told me this story a felt a sharp pang in my heart. At first I felt sorry for my son but after I thought about it for a while my pity shifted to the young traveller–he squandered a perfect opportunity to connect with a delightful young man.
I wonder how often I do that.
August 6, 2012