It was 19 degrees that morning last week; cold and snowy. In the dark and quiet stillness of the predawn morning, we heard a woman's loud cries, "Help me, oh please someone help me!" Mr. and I rushed out the door, bare footed and sock footed. Dodging snow and slushy mud puddles we rushed to her, not knowing what we would find in the morning darkness. As we dialed 911 we called to her that we were coming. She was a new neighbor who had just moved in across the street.
She was lying on her sidewalk moaning in agony. Her husband had warned her that morning to be careful, but she'd slipped and she heard her leg snap.
Her baby was in her car along with her cell phone. While we waited for the ambulance to arrive, we arranged for the baby to come to our house. At this point she began to cry, because you're just not supposed to trust strangers you know. How sad that she'd just moved in across the street and we were strangers. We changed that!
But the baby, oh my, he had me at the first coo! We never took him from his seat until his auntie came to get him in a few minutes, but he looked around bright eyed and happy.
What's this got to do with love you say? Well, think about it! If you can totally trust someone, you can truly love them too.
I want to always be trust worthy.