Something that I have been praying about.. to learn to accept other's faults and flaws just as how the nice people & friends in my life have accepted my imperfection.
Here is a story from my colleague who sent this to me before the long Hari Raya weekend:
Hello everyone,
Please read this (husbands)
When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.
On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy goodnight and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Mom put in a long, hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides... a burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!"
You know, life is full of imperfect things... and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries -- just like everyone else.
What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each other's faults and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship. So... please pass me a biscuit. And, yes, the burned one will do just fine! And please pass this along to someone who has enriched your life...
I just did!
Take care and have a great week ahead.
Cheers!
