A little boy was late getting home one day. When he finally showed up, his worried mother asked, “Where have you been?”
The little boy explained, “I stopped to help a friend whose bicycle had broken down.”
“But you don’t know how to fix a bicycle,” his mother said.
“That’s true,” replied the little boy, “But I stopped to be with him while he cried.”
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PONDER AND CONSIDER
A simple story about real presence which is nothing more and nothing less than a radical, attentive, continued and generous form of listening.