“Hank seemed to bring my critical nature to full bloom. He headed a charity where I did volunteer work, and Hank’s chronic disorganization drove me crazy. One day when He again failed to return my call, I decided the best thing to do was to quit.
“That Saturday I found an ornate, antique mirror at a garage sale. …The mirror was hazy, so I decided to have a new mirror cut to fit the vintage frame. When I unwrapped the new mirror, I was disappointed fo find that it wasn’t flawless. My eye kept returning to an eighth-of-an inch scratch … in the glass. ‘This will never do,’ I decided. I rewrapped it and promptly returned it.
“While I stood awaiting my refund at the glass shop, a worker carried the mirror back to the workshop. Suddenly, I heard a loud crash, followed by the tinkling sound of shattering glass. ‘How awful!’ I said to the clerk. ‘It sounds like they had an accident back there.’
“’Oh, no,’ she answered, ‘that’s what we do with all returned pieces.’
“’Oh,’ I said meekly. I suddenly recalled the three feet of perfectly serviceable mirror, not the minute scrath. If I’d known they were going to smash the whole thing, I wouldn’t have been so picky, I thought.”
Karen Barber, contributor, DAILY GUIDEPOSTS
Karen concluded: “Would I want to be treated that way for some small fault? When I got home, I called Hank. Not returning phone calls wasn’t such a big deal after all. Certainly not enough to shatter a friendship.
"Father, I prayed, please keep me from turning minor irritations into major forces of destruction.”
Jesus said, “You strain a fly out of your drink, but swallow a camel!” (Matthew 23:24, GNB).