One day a visitor leaned on the old fence around a farm, while he watched an old farmer plowing with a mule.
After a while, the visitor said, “I don’t like to tell you how to run your business, but you would not have to work so hard if you would just say, “gee” and “haw” to that mule instead of just tugging on those lines.
The old farmer stopped and pulled a big handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his face. Then he said, “Reckon you’re right, but this animal kicked me five years ago and I ain’t spoke to him since.”
Some of us hold a grudge for a long, long time. We can remember distinctly the words that were spoken to us or the way we were
mistreated and “we’ll never forgive”. Unfortunately, grudges don’t hurt others nearly as much as they hurt us. But no matter how hard it may be, we’ll tug on those reins until the day we die, rather than seek reconciliation.