A man told an inspiring story in church today. He told how his life had come back together again, better than ever, after he went through a series of terrible things: a couple of deaths, job loss, home loss, divorce, and on and on.
He said the turning point was when he was in counseling with a minister, and confessed that he felt like he had a big "F" on his forehead -- "F" for "Failure."
But the minister corrected: "No, it's 'F' for 'Forgiven'!"
I was telling Maddy about it when she quickly interjected:
"Or 'F' for 'Effort'!"
Oh, these kids today . . . though I think a good self-image comes from that, too, and I think her humor made the Master smile a little bit.
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