I love it when I'm wrong. Well, at least when my opinion of someone goes from negative to positive. It's always such a pleasant surprise and so much better than the opposite. I think I'm a pretty good judge of character, but I do error on the side of caution. I try not to set myself up for failure, although it does happen. I usually don't expect too much from people when I initially meet them. This system works (for me) on two different levels... I don't get too disappointed, and I there may be a chance to be surprised when they demonstrate some extraordinary personality characteristic that I didn't expect. Tonight in RCIA, we said goodbye to several people who have journeyed with us for quite some time. Their time in this process is over, but their learning and growing continues, as it does for all of us. This is a bittersweet moment for all of us. We get attached... and we become family. Saying goodbye is difficult and yet so profound. As I listen to them speak for the last time, I'm usually quite struck at the transformation. Most of the time, the quite, shy ones have the most profound reaction to the process. Sometimes I don't see this until it's time to say goodbye.
It's a good reminder for me. It reminds me not to underestimate the quiet ones that are still around me. It's good to remember that the quiet ones are in transition as well, even if it's not obvious or demonstrative. The Holy Spirit is at work and sometimes, he's very quiet and subtle. To see the fruits of Spirit come alive in these individuals is pure, amazing grace.