People like you. And they like you a lot.
They say many nice things about you. And that is good. Most of what they say is how good you are at sports—but is a given. That’s like the first one in a top 10 list. A terribly close second would be your cooking skills. Albeit the foods that people request you to cook are few in number, those entrees could hardly be rivaled by anyone in the metro. So I am told.
But, because you tend to be such a goofball, some don’t notice other little details about you.
You speak a great deal of languages. Others really don’t notice it since it seems natural that—when you speak to certain individuals—that is the language that you use. Also, it’s not like people would ask what language you use when talking to them.
And you could talk to almost everyone. That is no exaggeration! I can’t get myself to strike up a conversation with someone on the train but you could chat up a storm, like you have known each other for years. It’s likely that all the people you talk to don’t know you properly but your network could well span the whole country. My Facebook friends would be of no contest to that—and they are in the whole world over!
While this isn’t usually admired, I could use a cue from you about the way I view my convictions and my own faith. I know I believe things. But how I believe them pales when it’s compared to how you do it. And all that is underscored by the fact that you could recall so many verses and passages effortlessly. I know how you do it and yet it amazes me endlessly.
The best and the better things about always will amaze me.