Even to the deepest invisible parts
"You broke the cup! You should have been careful washing the dishes."
I heard my husband's voice in the kitchen.
When I went there, I saw the cup largely chipped on one side.
If I was the one washing it, I definitely should have noticed since it would've made a large noise while it broke.
But since I couldn't remember, someone else must have washed it.
"Ah! I think Nathan must have done it washing the dishes."
Hearing that, my husband furiously said,
"Don't let Nathan wash the dishes no more!"
Yesterday, I had a terrible migraine.
While I was lying on the sofa, my son said to me,
"Mom, you’ll get cold."
And covering me with a blanket he said,
"Aren't you tired? Take a rest, and I'll do the dishes."
Seeing my 8th grade son washing the dishes, he looked so sweet and I felt so proud of him.
Because of my son, I could take a nap.
I thought I heard a loud noise in my sleep, but I didn't worry because the dishes were very sturdy.
I guess that was when it broke.
I explained the whole story to my husband and asked him for a favor.
"Please forget about this incident. How can I scold Nathan who was so sweet?"
Quietly, I hid the cup somewhere my son couldn't see.
Though he broke a cup, I truly wanted to protect his heart; considering his mother.
When I preach the gospel, I often make mistakes.
What would have happened if God scolded me,
"Don't ever try to preach again, I don't need you for God's work!", whenever I made mistake?