We get so busy we often fail to notice the qualities of others. We look past people, barely hear what they have to say, and hardly give them another thought. It’s truly troublesome to see how quick we are to form judgments and to dismiss others.
A lot of heat, little light
We are so self-absorbed today, rushing in a hazy fog. We can confuse a crammed corporate calendar and an active cell phone with success. We can think that a working professional means constant motion, frequently creating heat but very little light. There is a difference.
What does this pattern do for creative thinking? And what behaviors are we modeling for our teenagers?
Many pre-teens and teens walk around under the influence of digital hypnosis. Their world is 120 characters long. It’s their little window on their little world. Could this be our legacy — more and more means of communication, less and less community?
Teach our children well
We think dads should teach their sons and daughters that their lives are enriched when they refrain from snap judgments, take time to understand others, and realize the privilege of rubbing shoulders with people of all persuasions and backgrounds. We believe connections are made, problems are solved, and society is made a bit better when we reach out, recognize the special qualities of others, and take time to ponder.
Take the time to take the time
We want to share a poem that we hope you’ll share with your teen. It is based on a real experience about a high school boy who was considered so ordinary that he blended into the background, was barely noticed, and quickly discarded.
“What Was His Name Again?”
You were just another face
that blended into the collage of impish smiles.
No one should be just that,
Being alive means more than
to be a fixture
in a crowded classroom or hallway.
When you fought bravely
and finally fell victim,
we turned around just in time
to ask your name.
How many of us really knew you
or cared to know you
until it really didn’t count anymore?
Somehow your absence
should take something from us all.
We should feel an emptiness
that can never be replenished.
You were alive. We are alive.
Strange how we take our most precious possession for granted.
You had your dreams for the future.
It’s a shame that now
we have to find someone
who may know
what those dreams were.
When Dale succumbed to cancer at the age of 16, it became important for all of us to learn who he was. Maybe we had to feel that we knew him in order to miss him. Looking back, one wonders why we didn’t take the time to get to know him.
Right now we have the time to stop, snap out of our hypnotic haze and look at life in real time. We need to take the time … to take the time.