Apparently I talk in my sleep. I've always known this. My little brother, Chad and I use to have conversations in our sleep. TJ, my roommate use to hear my tell him things he never thought I would say.Over the last week KacyAnn and I have watched every Harry Potter movie. The other night KacyAnn's arm had fallen asleep, and so she had her arm in the air trying to bring the circulation back.
"What are the books for?" I ask.
"What books?" she asks me.
"I don't know. I just saw that you had your wand out and thought you were doing some potions."
I guess I've been watching too much Potter.
In all of the watching though, I was reminded of something important. We are all innately good. It is our choices that define our character. Leadership, power, money, and the wanting to be right...All can eat away at who we are until we have nothing left. When we have nothing we find vain satisfactions to fill our voids. All because we wanted something for ourselves more than we wanted to keep our child-like humility, submissiveness, and forgiving character.
Maybe there is a little we can learn from the witches and wizards of Hogwarts.
Wands and potions notwithstanding.
