‘Why did you do all this for me?’ Wilbur asked. ‘I don’t deserve it. I’ve never done anything for you.’ ‘You have been my friend,’ replied Charlotte. ‘That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what’s a life, anyway? We’re born, we live a little while, we die… By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle.

Heaven knows anyone’s life can stand a little of that.’

~From Charlotte’s Web by Elwyn Brooks, “E.B.” White

how can I believe you and how can I not believe you?

inquiry for today~ and this wild day is tamed by love….

how worthy you are….

If we really want to be full and generous in spirit,

we have no choice but to trust at some level.

~Rita Dove