Broken Pieces

“I was at the grocery store this morning and heard a loud crash and something shattering. Being nosy, I walked towards the sound and saw some people whispering and looking back to the end of the next aisle. When I walked down that aisle, I saw an older lady had hit a shelf containing dishes with her cart and many had fallen to the ground and broke. She was kneeling on the floor embarrassed, frantically picking up the shattered pieces, while her husband was peeling off the bar code from each broken dish saying, “Now we will have to pay for all this!”
I felt so bad for her, and everyone was just standing there staring at her!! I went and knelt beside her and told her not to worry and started helping her pick up the broken pieces. After about a minute, the store manager came and knelt beside us and said, “Leave it, we will clean this up. Let’s get your information so you can go to the hospital and have that cut on your hand looked at.”
The lady, totally embarrassed said, “I need to pay for all this first.” The manager smiled, helped her to her feet and said, “No ma’am, we have insurance for this, you do not have to pay anything!”
I have read this story many times and it never fails to send its message to me.
We are all broken. And yet, we pay no price for our repairs. That price has already been paid. We just have to accept the check and take the action of putting it in the bank. We will never be able to repay the bill. However, we can invest in the account. No matter our age, educational level, or experience or lack thereof, we can and must invest in the account, because we are no longer broken.

What is in Your Spiritual Toolbox

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When I was a little girl my dad was in business for himself. He owned his own heating and air-conditioning business. When ever he got a service call, he would pick up his toolbox, load it in his work truck and head out. As a matter of course he would always make sure he replaced any tool that had gotten lost or worn out. No matter how small or how large. He knew each tool was needed in order to do his job properly. He also knew that if he had to stop and go purchase a tool, he lost time.
We must ask ourselves what is in our spiritual toolbox? Or do we even have a spiritual toolbox? Do we have the wrench to tighten our thoughts when they threaten to spill out even if it might not be the right thing to say? Do we have a spiritual screwdriver to tighten our anger when it becomes unhinged? Do we have that spiritual hammer to remind us that once the nail hole is in the fence it cannot be made whole? Do we have that spiritual oil cloth to wipe away the tears from the faces of others who are hurting? Do we have that small allen wrench to reach the small places?
Just like my dad, if he did not have all of his tools in his toolbox ready at the door, he could not do his job. We must always have our spiritual toolbox handy, ready to open and repair, or build those we meet. We must always be ready to take on the job at hand without having to go out and buy a tool.