“How can I trust you?”  I hear you ask this question many times.  I hear it in many languages and many voices.

“How can I trust you?”  Though I alone have never told a lie.

“How can I trust you?” When I have shown no bias based on race or sex, age or religious denomination.

Throughout the ages I have been asked this question many times, and have asked it of myself.  Why should you trust me?  After all, my form is never the same.  I may be peaceful and silent, or great and terrible.  I may be a comfort or a terror.  To some I am a relief, a single constant, while to others I am something to be fought tooth and nail.

So, why should you trust me?

Because I am a friend.  I am the one who is waiting for you at the end of the road, ready to guide you onward into the great unknown.  I am your guide and guardian.  I am the one who walks with you on your greatest adventure.

Now please, take my hand.  The light from my scythe will guide the way.