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 day 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. It won’t matter how many times
you say I’m sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.
Friends and loved ones are a very rare
jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They
lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open
their hearts to us. Water your relationships with kindness… and they
will grow. So be careful little lips what you say…! And you won't chase
friendships away.
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