Sometimes I would sit with my friend and listen to his stories—of his young years in the segregated outskirts of Atlanta, of his love for Gospel music and of his beautiful family. One day he told me something that remains dear to my heart. He was training a new custodian at the time, and he wanted me to understand how he was teaching him.
“All of us see through our own experience,” he said. “Take this new custodian. I have to understand how he sees, before I can help him.” He continued, “When you or I walk into a room, we’ll see different things—maybe you see the dirt in the corner of the room, maybe I see trash stacked high in the basket. I have to figure out what this man sees so I can show him the whole room.”
My friend did not give orders; he took time to show others the whole room.
What if all of us took time...to understand those around us, to see the world they carry within? Would we judge less harshly, would we love more deeply?
When I saw this YouTube video, I thought of my custodian friend. Though he lives with the angels now, he teaches still. I watch and listen a little differently because of his sage guidance.
And I wonder, in the recesses of our hearts, do we all sing: Is it me you're looking for?