Last week I broke the glass of the storm window in my wife’s green house. I cleaned up the shards that fell on the floor and made a mental note to repair the door later. Unfortunately I misplaced the note and forgot.
Earlier today I was taking a few items to the green house and opened the door using one of my fingers to hold it while I entered. My index finger slid along the edge of the broken glass and sliced a layer of skin off. Ouch!
As I washed the blood off my finger and bandaged it I reflected on my propensity of putting things off that need to be taken care of now. It hardly ever turns out well. Be it a broken storm door, a difficult conversation, an apology or confession, when I delay there’s usually harsher consequences and more pain as a result.