It wasn’t that I didn’t spill the milk…I did. It wasn’t that I didn’t admit to spilling the milk…I did. It wasn’t that I didn’t say I was sorry…I did.
But….He acted as if it never happened. He acted as if He never saw it. I was dumbfounded.
I grabbed some paper towels and wiped all the spilled milk up. It made me feel better that all was clean, and back to normal, except,
the milk jug, it was almost empty and there was no way I could replace what had been lost. No amount of apology or cleaning would bring more milk into that jug.
I went to Him with head hanging low. With tears in my eyes I said ” I am sorry, I really didn’t mean to spill the milk, it just sort of slipped out of my hand. I don’t know why.
Now there is…
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