I am rushing to the supermarket in my lunch hour and as I am trying to find a parking space an old lady is walking right in the middle of the car park lane, fiddling with her hearing aid and completely oblivious to the fact that she is reducing me and those behind me to crawling along at about 2 kms an hour.
"Silly old idiot" I mutter to myself and then am reminded of Steve's sermon on Sunday morning. about calling a brother an idiot and that words can kill.
So then I mutter "silly old ijit" under my breath! That doesn't work either. Still feel guilty.
One moral of the story:- Never think when you hear something on Sunday morning that it doesn't apply to you, as you will very quickly find out that it does.
Another moral of the story:- Stress and time pressure can affect our attitudes and how we see other people.
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