Bizah, being a wonderful observer of people and of life, related a story to Tonga one day.

There were two very old men walking along a trail. One was walking one way, and the other the opposite way.  Both hobbled along tentatively, relying heavily on support from their canes.

One of the hobblers came to a fallen tree along his part of the path. He tried to step over it but looked like he was going to fall attempting to do so.

The hobbler coming from the other direction saw this and speeded up to go help prevent the other old man from falling. When he reached him and made his attempt, he too was about to fall but was helped by his fellow hobbler. It was quite a site to see both decrepit men hanging onto each other while trying to come to the other’s aid.

Eventually, they both stabilized and decided to avoid the fallen tree altogether by walking around it.

Soon they both were on their way, again hobbling in opposite directions.

“I swear, Tonga,” said Bizah, “when they both started on their own way again, they were walking with more strength, confidence, and stability. 

Just as the Master said, “We find our strength in service to others.”