Recently, I was reminded of a promise I made to my niece that I had not yet kept. Two years ago I told her I was going to bring her down to Florida to stay with me for a week. When I made that promise, I intended to follow through, but you know what the road to hell is paved with, don’t you?
Every time we say we are going to do something and end up not doing it, we break a promise.
Sometimes the broken promise is one we made to ourselves and sometimes it’s one we made to others. Either way, the impact of broken promises have the same effect. Like the boy who cried wolf, people stop believing in us and we stop believing in ourselves.
Our lives work in direct proportion to the commitments we make and keep.
Fortunately for “Aunt Becky,” it wasn’t too late. When I saw my niece a week ago, she still remembered that I told her I was going to take her to Florida. She still believed that I was someone who kept my promises. So even though I hadn’t planned on following through just yet, I decided then and there that the time to keep my promise was now. The impact is a very happy little girl who will remember this trip for the rest of her life (and who will remember that Aunt Becky is someone who keeps her promises).