An amazing thing happened last night–I broke a drinking glass. The amazing thing is how it happened.
I was being careful. I just set the glass on the table and accidentally gave it the tiniest bump with my pinky, as I moved away from the setting.
Being empty and therefore somewhat top-heavy, over it went.
It let out the teensiest clink that did not sound normal at all, and when I glanced its way, the above shard is what I saw.
Is it amazing, or what?
So, ever the boring analyzer, I began to think about myself and how easy I might be to crack up, if all conditions were right.
Obviously, this poor victim glass had some strong points.
Obviously, though, it also had been knocked around just enough to be weak.
Have I, also?
I could see it is more balanced when it is not empty. Never really knew that, but now I can see a decent load of milk or water would have anchored it.
How about me? Am I trying to hold my own against a few pushes or shoves while sitting on “empty”?
And if I crack up, will I let out a teensy complaint? Or a huge one?
And if I content myself with a teensy complaint, will anyone notice and find a use for the broken pieces?
A big YES on that one. Yes, He will.
What do you say?