pick 'em up, there aren't nearly as many I remember hanging up the night before

[Guest guest]

I hired a plumber to help me restore an old farmhouse,and after he

had just finished a rough first day on the job: a flat tire made him

lose an hour of work, his electric drill quit and his ancient one ton

truck refused to start. While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence.

 

On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward

the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips

of the branches with both hands.When opening the door he underwent an

amazing transformation. His was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his

two small children and gave his wife a kiss.

 

Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my

curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him

do earlier. Oh, that's my trouble tree, " he replied. " I know I can't

help having troubles on the job, but one thing's for sure,troubles of

job don't belong in the house. We have loads of things to do together

at home. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come

home and ask God to take care of them. Then in the morning I pick them

up again.

 

Funny thing is, " he smiled, " when I come out in the morning to pick

'em up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night

before. "