Every now and then, I am watching “Jeopardy” or at a small gathering and someone will ask, “Do you have a favorite teacher or what teacher had the greatest impact on your life?” The person who answers has a better memory than I, because they always remember the name of the teacher and what he or she taught.
My answer would have to be something less personal. My greatest period of learning was during those six years of scrutiny by the Independent Counsel. In some ways the experience was spiritual. The highest form of sanctity is to live through Hell and not lose hope. To put it another way, I was taught resilience. The delivery system for my education during those most difficult years were my teachers — my wife, my family, friends, and teammates who taught me the highest form of unconditional love and resilience.
The poet Galway Kinnell tells us, “Sometimes it’s necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness.” We all have periods in our life where we need someone to care, someone who stands with us during those turbulent times, and someone who reteaches us our “own loveliness.”
During Lent consider the question, “Is there someone who needs a loving, caring adult in this difficult part of their lives?”