The day before Dr. Bowman left for summer vacation, we found ourselves commiserating over our delight in reading at a table alone while we ate lunch. We both shared the trials of being absorbed in our book until someone comes over to take ‘pity’ on us and sit down.
He sighed: “But, people are more important than ideas. So I close the book and enjoy the company.”
People are more important than ideas. The thought resonated in my heart.
It’s true—there is nothing more important than people. When I lift my fingers to count my blessings, nine out of ten of those blessings will be people in my life; the tenth would be my writing. This ratio is revealing because, like I said, nothing is more important than people. So why do I sometimes put number 10 ahead of the other 9?