I heard something very powerful today – not on the news and not from someone wearing wisdom on their sleeve, but from someone I encountered at the grocery store. He’s from Africa. I know this because the little girl in line with her mom had asked. He’s singing as he weighs my fruits and vegetables and has a wide smile on his face. And when the woman behind me asked how he was he answered, “I’m always good.” Although it shouldn’t have, it caught me by surprise. And it wasn’t what he said, but how he said it. He wasn’t saying it for affect or to be cute or trite. He was sincere and he meant it and kept on singing. “I’m always good,” he had said – what empowerment, what peace.