It was suppose to be a simple trip.
A favor that turned into a furor!
Why do things go all ka-fluey when there’s just no reason for them NOT to go smoothly?
Don’t tell me: “JUST BECAUSE!”
Don’t tell me: “It’s a fate thing?”
Don’t tell me: “Mr. Murphy has moved next door and wants to be intimately close to you.”
Don’t tell me that sometimes when I look at something square on without blinking that I still can’t see if for the very life of me.
I went to the Redbox kiosk as the rain beat down on me like a war drum gone amok. I tried pressing the RIGHT buttons but, oh, no, Mr Murphy on a Christmas morn with an Easter sunrise, the Redbox machine was more frozen than an iceberg in January.
As I was ‘praying’ an unheard sanctuary prayer, a couple came running from their car to return their DVD and when I told them of the problem, they too joined me in this unholy litany to the Redbox gods.
And then, then it happened. I told them that I was going to go to another Redbox a few miles a way and if they wanted, I would be glad to return their two DVD’s.
They didn’t pause. They said, “Would you? That would be so nice of you.”
They shoved the DVD’s in my hand quicker than they could have ever done to that Redbox machine. And they ran back to the car faster than the next raindrop and were gone.
They trusted me. They trusted me with about $100.00 worth of their DVD movies. They trusted ME!
On the way to the next Redbox kiosk (about three miles) away, I was no longer mad at a favor turned bad. I was a little more humbled, a little more encouraged and validated.
What, what made them trust me? Was it the rain? Was it the baby crying in the back seat and wanting to get home NO MATTER WHAT THE COST? Was it my face? A kind offer that surprised/shocked them? Was it the frustration of a frozen Redbox machine? What?
What do we show people? How are we ultimately seen? Kind? Sincere? Compassionate? Trustworthy?
I can’t pass THAT or any other Redbox kiosk now and not ask myself those kind of questions.
Come on, there’s day’s when I do everything I can NOT to look my way for any reason.
Maybe this is a kind, a compassionate reason for all of us to be reminded, “It’s no longer enough just ‘not to be so bad,” but to be kind, compassionate, giving TO BE KIND, COMPASSIONATE and GIVING.
Maybe the “T” in Trust actually begins with an “I?”
Maybe we can actually ‘take back’ TRUST one DVD at a time. . . ?
Maybe THAT’S the special feature we all need to do more than just renting out or simply viewing…?
Maybe. . . .
