A couple moved into an old neighborhood. The next morning while they were eating breakfast, Mildred saw her neighbor hanging laundry on the clothesline outside. “That laundry is not very clean. It looks dingy. Looks to me, that woman doesn’t even know how to wash clothes correctly!” Mildred said, with a humph. “At least my laundry isn’t grungy-looking!” Her husband looked up from his breakfast. He said nothing. Every time the neighbor hung her wash out to dry, Mildred made the same comments. By this time, William had become complacent with his wife’s continual comments over one thing or another. Read More
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Full Circle
Then Grandma said something I thought to be very strange. “I am in the valley of the shadow of death right now, my granddaughter, but I am not afraid. I do not fear.”
Housekeeper Without a Home
With head bowed, Missy thought for a few minutes. She had to admit to herself that her friend was right. Compassion was better than perfection. “But I love my family. That’s why I want everything to be perfect for them,” she mumbled, not at all sure why she offered such a feeble excuse.