I'm sure that many of you have received this story in an email in times past. I consider the last 4 things in this story thoughtful insight that I would do well to try to incorporate into my conversations.
Acknowledgments to this story go to
http://www.sparkpeople.com/mypage_pu...log_id=2298119
May God Give You...
For every storm, a rainbow
For every tear, a smile
For every care, a promise
And a blessing in each trial
For every problem life sends,
A faithful friend to share,
For every sigh, a sweet song,
And an answer for each prayer.
No, that trauma you faced was not easy, and God wept that it hurt you so; but it was allowed to shape your heart so that into His likeness you would grow. You are who you are for a reason, you have been formed by the Master's rod; you are who you are, because there is a God. ...Russell Kelfer
A young lady was waiting for her flight in the boarding room of a busy airport. As she would need to wait many hours, she decided to buy a book and a pack of cookies to spend her time.
She sat down in an armchair in the VIP room of the airport to rest and read in peace. Beside the armchair where the packet of cookies lay, a man sat down in the next seat, opened his magazine and started reading.
When she took out the first cookie, the man took one also. She felt irritated but said nothing. She just thought: “What nerve! If I was in the mood I would punch him for daring!” For each cookie she took, the man took one also. This was infuriating her but she didn’t’ want to cause a scene.
When only one cookie remained, she thought, “Ahhh…What’s this abusive man going to do now?” Then, the man, taking the last cookie, divided it in half, giving her one half. Ah! That was too much! She was much too angry now! In a huff, she took her book, her things and stormed to the boarding area.
When she sat down in her seat inside the plane, she reached into her purse, and to her surprise, her packet of cookies was there, untouched, unopened! She felt so ashamed!! She realized that she was wrong…She had forgotten that her cookies were kept in her purse.
The man had divided his cookies with her, without feeling angered or bitter. While she had been very angry, thinking that she was dividing her cookies with him. And now there was no chance to explain herself, or to apologize.
The moral of the story…
There are 4 things you can not recover:
1. The stone…after the throw!
2. The word…after it’s said!
3. The occasion…after the loss!
4. The time…after it’s gone!
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