Sunday, March 23, 2014

Emotional Pain as a Teacher

When I was a child, my parents and I went to the mountains.  I was throwing rocks into a lake.  Not paying attention, I grabbed another rock only to find that it was actually a hot coal that had  recently been dumped from a grill.  Even though this was nearly 25 years ago, the pain was great enough to change my behavior.  I'm cautious when I pick up a rock or a stone to this day.  The pain that I felt that day created an instinctive reaction that will protect me from ever making that mistake again.