Certain people teach me good things. Sometimes I learn from their words, but I tend to forget words because I hear so many. What I don’t forget is the ‘who’ of the person--who he is on the inside. If the ‘who’ of the person is good, it shines out. It invites me onward and upward. It gives me the little prod I need to jump to the skies. And most of the time the person has no idea that he has taught me anything at all.
“There are two kinds of teachers: the kind that fill you with so much quail shot that you can’t move, and the kind that just gives you a little prod behind and you jump to the skies.” Robert Frost
"God's kingdom is like seed thrown on a field by a man who then goes to bed and forgets about it. The seed sprouts and grows--he has no idea how it happens.” Mark 4:26-27