A little girl of about eight-years old and her father were crossing a bridge one afternoon by foot. Around halfway across, the wind began to pick up. The little girl’s hair whipped all about, for brief moments making it difficult for her to see. An egregious gust of wind came with such sudden force, the father stumbled, then lurched forward in a vain attempt to retrieve his hat. As the grown man watched the black speck of fabric flutter downward and eventually strike the river below, he felt a slight shiver as he was reminded just how fragile life can seem.
It was this thought, the thought of the fragility of life in general, and of his mortality in particular, that made this man feel vulnerable and scared. Quite unexpectedly and with more force than he had intended, the father announced to his little girl, “Sweetheart, please hold Daddy’s hand so that you don’t fall into the river.”
The little girl responded, just as fast as the whip of wind, “No, Daddy. You hold my hand.”
“What’s the difference?” asked the puzzled father.
“There’s a big difference,” replied the little girl. “If I hold your hand and something happens to me, I’ll probably let go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let go of my hand.”
In any relationship, the Truth of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond. So hold the hand of the person whom you love, rather than expect them to hold yours.
Do this: the next time you find yourself clasping your own hands (you may be doing it now), notice how your fingers interlace perfectly, naturally, effortlessly. Remind yourself to see THAT as a bond of Self-Love. What a beautiful place to start…that has no end.
May you lead your life by Love. And live your life with Trust. Amen.
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