I hired a plumber to help me restore an old farmhouse, and after
he had just finished a rough first day on the job: a flat tire made him lose
an hour of work, his electric drill quit and his ancient one ton truck
refused to start.
While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On arriving he
invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the
front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips
of the branches with both hands.
When opening the door he underwent an amazing transformation.
His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small
children and gave his wife a kiss.
Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my
curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do
earlier.
Oh, that's my trouble tree," he replied. "I know I can't help
having troubles on the job, but one thing's for sure, those troubles don't
belong in the house with my wife and the children. So I just hang them up on
the tree every night whe I come home and ask God to take care of them.
Then in the morning I pick them up again." Funny thing is," he
smiled", when I come out in the morning to pick 'em up, there aren't nearly
as many as I remember hanging up the night before."
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