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Tuesday, 8 January 2008
02:54:08 AM (GMT)
It was all going well
Posted on 2008.01.07 at 23:25
Current Location: Big Desk - PJ's
Current Mood: Glad
Current Music: None
It was all going well.  A good time was being had by all.  Conversation was full. 
Activity was up and moving in a more and more trouble causing manor.  And then it
happened.  And I quote:

"i guess this is what trust is"

Stop.  Everyone stop.  Like the sound of a record player and music stopping, everyone
in the room turning and looking, and the whole scene captured by camera had been
frozen and then faded to black and white.

Stop.  Just stop.  Ok.  Now think.  This is what trust is..... this..... is what
trust is?  Is this what trust is?  Is what's happening what trust is?  Trust is
believing someone will do the right thing, even when you're not around.  THAT is what
trust is.  Am I performing trust right now?

Trust is THE single greatest challenge to man kind.  Its blind.  Its unknowing.  Its
trialling.  Its more fragile than a fuzz flower that you pick  to blow.  And once its
gone.... rebuilding it takes nothing short of a handful of miracles.  Mercy,
patience, forgiveness... pain.  So much pain.  Is what I'm doing right now trust?  Is
whom ever is trusting me going to be able to rest easy tonight because they know that
I've made the right choices?  Or is their subconscious going to be overly loyal and
betray them by letting in the festering thought of maybe... just maybe... if that
person were to walk in on me right now... what ever I was doing.... would it throw a 
brick right through our arcadia door of trust?  Would what I'm doing right now get me
tears of joy, or tears of dread...

Sometimes its okay to just say "stop,"... and have a look at what's going on. 
Because at that moment.  That very moment.  You have to  choose.  Which is more
important.  Your actions, reputation, and image, or that person that isn't there.

My night suddenly became very dull, and I'm ecstatic about it.  For once, maybe for
twice.... I have, in the calamity of it all, come about and made the better choice. 

This, is what trust is.  Thank you Lord

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