So last summer I met two A-mazing girls and this past week I thought about them A-lot. This post is dedicated to them.
Sometimes I talk about my feelings toward creativity, you know like I did here, and always I like to ponder its existence. I feel like everyone is creative in their own way, and I think it’s most evident in children because they are so willing to try new things and ask questions. One time I watched this video about how schools kill creativity, and the main thing he points out is that we begin to discourage questions as children grow up; questions begin to bother us. I hate that, but I see it in myself sometimes.
Last summer there was a girl on my staff who asked a million questions. always. Like her questions-per-minute were probably much higher than a seasoned court stenographer’s words-per-minute. At first I almost felt inconvenienced by it, but then I realized it was awesome. She said what she felt; she was honest; she was vulnerable. And she was constantly learning. Being her friend and keeping up with her this last year has been so encouraging for me. Because of her I feel like I lost my fear to ask questions and rediscovered my curiosity.
Another girl from last summer, whose friendship I am endlessly grateful for, also loved a good question. She is one of the most intentional people I’ve ever met, and when she asked questions she asked for 2 reasons, because she wanted to praise the Lord for what He was doing in other’s lives, and because she wanted to encourage others. Because of her I learned the important role questions play in having healthy community.
All of this to say that I think we underestimate the power simple questions have- the power to empower someone- which is just the coolest thing I think. With a simple question you can remind someone that their ideas are valuable, that their character is impressive, that their lives are meaningful. I like questions, and I’m so grateful to work a job that requires them.