Yes

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“And what did he say to that? Be patient? Be kind? Be loving? Be generous? Always be present no matter where you are and what you’re doing?” The boy stopped and thought about this a minute. “Yes,” he replied. The old woman smiled and took his hand to continue their stroll. “Then you were listening,” she replied. The service they just attended had let out, and the congregation and community hurried about all around them, continuing their gossip and recounting their tales, and complaining about this and that, but the woman didn’t judge them, or worry that they’d learned nothing from within the great halls, but rather was filled with gratitude at the peace within the little hand she held.

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