A Story of Marital Intimacy

LET EVERYTHING THAT HAS BREATH PRAISE THE LORD. PRAISE GOD

“One evening my mother made dinner after a hard day's work. She put a plate of eggs, salad and burnt toast in front of my father.”

“I immediately noticed, the burnt toast .... And, I was waiting to see if he was going to complain about it, but my father started to eat them, smiling and asked me how I spent my day at school.

My mom apologized to my dad for the burnt toast. I will never forget his response to her: "Honey, I love burnt toast!"

Later when I went to bed and my dad came over to kiss me goodnight, I asked him if he really liked the burnt toast?

He hugged me and said, "Your mother has had a difficult day and she is really tired. She went out of her way to prepare this meal for us, why blame her and hurt her.

Burnt toast never hurt anyone; but words can be very painful! "

We have to know how to appreciate what others do for us, even if it's not perfect, because it's the intention to do well that counts, and no one is perfect.”

-john thiessen

Source: The Inspireist