Thought 32
NAILS IN THE FENCE
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a
bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a
nail into the back of the fence.
The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next
few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered
daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his
temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when
the boy didn't lose his temper at all.
He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out
one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.
The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all
the nails were gone.
The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.. He said,
'You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence
will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar
just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out.
But It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound will still be
there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.
Remember that friends are very rare jewels, indeed.. They make you smile and
encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of praise and
they always want to open their hearts to us.'
YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I AM HONORED!
Please forgive me if I have ever left a 'hole' in your fence.
Thought 32