Two friends were walking through the desert.
During some point of the journey, they had an argument.
One friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, he wrote in the sand:
Today my best friend slapped me in the face.
They kept on walking, until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath.
The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but his friend saved him.
After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone:
Today my best friend saved my life.
His friend who had slapped him and saved him asked, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand, and now, your write on a stone. Why?"
The other friend replied, "When someone hurts us, we should write it down in the sand, where the winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.
Let us learn to write our hurts in the sand and to carve our blessing in stone.
During some point of the journey, they had an argument.
One friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, he wrote in the sand:
Today my best friend slapped me in the face.
They kept on walking, until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath.
The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but his friend saved him.
After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone:
Today my best friend saved my life.
His friend who had slapped him and saved him asked, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand, and now, your write on a stone. Why?"
The other friend replied, "When someone hurts us, we should write it down in the sand, where the winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.
Let us learn to write our hurts in the sand and to carve our blessing in stone.
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