Saturday, April 28, 2007

Trust

On the bus a blind passenger asked if we were at a particular road. I said no. He asked if someone could let him know when we arrived at a particular church on that road.

A few of us kept our eyes peeled and we noticed the church. I told the blind passenger he needed to get off at the next stop and walk back, which he did with his faithful guide dog beside him.

I thought about how much trust he has in people to guide him, and in his dog to lead the way.

Imagine if we could all trust in the Universe like that. Just imagine.

Enocia

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