Many years ago, I went home teaching with Terry Golly. Terry was a very athletic fellow and loved motor biking. I didn't share Terry's interest in sporting activities. One month, we went together to visit the Trapp family. We had a nice visit with them, and I cannot remember what we talked about. I do remember my conversation afterwards.
As we left, Terry asked me if I had seen all those trophies. I didn't see any trophies, and asked him if he had seen their beautiful piano. He didn't see a piano. When we went back to visit them the next time I watched carefully to see the trophies that had caught Terry's eye. Where do you suppose they were? They sat right on top of the piano! We each had seen what we were interested in.
As we left, Terry asked me if I had seen all those trophies. I didn't see any trophies, and asked him if he had seen their beautiful piano. He didn't see a piano. When we went back to visit them the next time I watched carefully to see the trophies that had caught Terry's eye. Where do you suppose they were? They sat right on top of the piano! We each had seen what we were interested in.
I believe that sometimes I am still like that in the way I view the world. I am drawn in by the things that peek my interests.
