02/20/16 Weekend Grif.Net – Old Carpenter’s Story

02/20/16 Weekend Grif.Net – Old Carpenter’s Story

I hired a carpenter to help me restore =
an old farmhouse.  After he had just finished a rough first day on =
the job, a flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw =
quit, and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start.

While I =
drove him home, he sat in stone 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 tanned face was wreathed in smiles, and he =
hugged his two small children and gave his wife a =

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 don’t belong in the house with my =
wife and the children.  So I just hang them up on the tree every =
night when I come home.  Then in the morning I pick them up =

"Funny thing is," he smiled, "when I =
come out in the morning to pick them up, there aren’t nearly as many as =
I remember hanging up the night before."



Dr Bob Griffin = =

"Jesus Knows Me, This I =