A PREACHER WAS IN HIS STUDY, PREPARING HIS SUNDAY SERMON, WHEN HIS LITTLE BOY TODDLED INTO THE ROOM, AND HOLDING UP HIS PINCHED FINGER, THE LITTLE FELLOW SAID, WITH AN EXPRESSION OF SUFFERING, "LOOK, DADDY, IT HURTS REALLY BAD"
G. THAT PREACHER/FATHER GLANCED AT HIM AND WITH A TONE OF IMPATIENCE, SAID, "I CAN’T HELP IT, HONEY." THE LITTLE BOY’S EYES GREW BIGGER, AND AS HE TURNED TO GO OUT, HE SAID IN A LOW VOICE, "YES, YOU COULD HAVE HELPED IT. YOU COULD HAVE SAID, ‘I’M SORRY’"
H. WE ARE SO BLIND SOMETIMES, AND SO PREOCCUPIED WITH OUR ON AGENDA’S, AND SO UNSYMPATHETIC, AND SO INSENSITIVE, THAT WE CAN’T SEE THE HURT AROUND US?