There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”
I just wanted to let you know, that I was willing.
I was willing to let you take away the nails,-
and even though the scars would still be there,
I was still willing to embrace you
because when I told you- a long time ago, that I would be there for you until we’re old and wrinkly,
I meant it-
and even though it hurt to go to you first and speak out -
And gave you a chance,
to genuinely express that you were sorry - for the things you said and things you’ve done
Because whatever the cause, it was true that what you said and what you did were wrong.
And i knew that it was hard to approach me first - because I know it would and it is hard for me to approach somebody first when I’ve done wrong.
So I went. to give you a chance to reconcile-
because I was willing…to
And yet you crushed it.
Maybe one day you will realize what you’ve done.
How you’ve lost me.
But it’s funny- almost so stupid of me,
that I am still waiting. still willing to.-
forgive you and try hard to let go …of everything if you come to me and take away the nail first.
I am willing,
because I love you,
and no matter what you do - love doesn’t really fade.
It’s the love that God has taught me,
the love that He showed and constantly shows,
love that God has given me a glimpse of through the love from my family „, from my closest friends,
the love described in 1Corinthians 13:4-7