~ooooohhhhh.....~

DO FINGERS GROW BACK?

A man came out of his home to admire his new
truck. To his puzzlement, his
three-year-old son was happily hammering dents
into
the shiny paint. The man ran to his son,
knocked him away, hammered the little boy's
hands
into a pulp as punishment. When the
father calmed down, he rushed his son to the
hospital.

Although the doctor tried desperately to save the
crushed bones, he finally
had to amputate cut-off) the fingers from both the
boy's hands. When the boy woke up
from the surgery and saw his bandaged stubs, he
innocently said, "Daddy, I'm sorry about your
truck." Then he asked, "Daddy? When are my
fingers
going to grow back?"

The father went home...and committed suicide.

Think about the story the next time you see
someone
spilled milk at a
dinner table or hear a baby cry. Think first before
you
lose your patience and become angry

with someone you love. Trucks can be repaired.
Broken bones and hurt feelings often cannot. Too
often we fail to recognize
the difference between the person and the
performance. People make mistakes. We

are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we
take
while in a rage will haunt us forever. Pause and
ponder. Think before you act.

Be patient.

Always remember:

YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE ANGRY, BUT
YOU
HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE CRUEL...
UNDERSTAND AND LOVE.

"IN YOUR ANGER, DO NOT SIN." (Ephesians 4:26)