FORGIVENESS IS FREEDOM
My six-year-old son used one of those super adhesive glues on an airplane he was building. In less than 3 minutes, his right index finger was bonded to a shiny blue wing of his DC-10. He tried to free it. He tugged it, pulled it, waved it frantically; but he couldn’t budge his finger free. Soon, we located a solvent that did the job and ended our little crisis. Last night I remembered that scene when I visited a new family in our neighborhood. The father of the family introduced his children: “This is Pete. He’s the clumsy one of the lot.” “That’s Kathy coming in with mud on her shoes. She’s the sloppy one.” “As always, Mike’s last. He’ll be late for his own funeral. I promise you.” The dad did a thorough job of gluing his children to their faults and mistakes. People do it to us, and to those we love all the time. They remind us of…
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