A burnt toast

Nice story to share (received from one of my collegue)……..

"When I was a little girl, my mom liked to make breakfastfood for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night inparticular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.
On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage,and extremely burned toast in front of my dad. I remember waiting tosee if anyone noticed! Yet, all my dad did was reached for his toast,smiled at my mom, and asked me how my day was at school.
I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do rememberwatching him smear butter and jelly on that toast and eat every bite!When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my momapologize to my dad for burning the toast. And I'll never forget whathe said: "Baby, I love burned toast."
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him ifhe really liked his toast burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said,"Debbie, your mommy put in a hard day at work today and she's realtired. And besides, a little burnt toast never hurt anyone!"
In bed that night, I thought about that scene at dinner...and thekindness my daddy showed my mom. To this day, it's a cherished memoryfrom my childhood that I'll never forget. And it's one that came tomind just recently when Jack and I sat down to eat dinner.
I had arrived home late...as usual...and decided we would havebreakfast food for dinner. Some things never change, I suppose!
To my amazement, I found the ingredients I needed, and quickly beganto cook eggs, turkey sausage, and buttered toast. Thinking I hadthings under control, I glanced through the mail for the day. It wasonly a few minutes later that I remembered that I had forgotten totake the toast out of the oven!
Now, had it been any other day -- and had we had more than two piecesof bread in the entire house -- I would have started all over. But ithad been one of those days and I had just used up the last two piecesof bread. So burnt toast it was!
As I set the plate down in front of Jack, I waited for a comment aboutthe toast. But all I got was a "Thank you!" I watched as he ate biteby bite, all the time waiting for some comment about the toast. Butinstead, all Jack said was, "Babe, this is great. Thanks for cookingtonight. I know you had a hard day."
As I took a bite of my charred toast that night, I thought about mymom and dad...how burnt toast hadn't been a deal-breaker for them.And I quietly thanked God for giving me a marriage where burnt toastwasn't a deal-breaker either!
You know, life is full of imperfect things...and imperfect people. I'mnot the best housekeeper or cook. And you might be surprised to findout that Jack isn't the perfect husband! He likes to play his musictoo loud, he will always find a way to avoid yard work, and he watchesfar too many sports. Believe it or not, watching "Golf Academy" is notmy idea of a great night at home!
But somehow in the past 37 years Jack and I have learned to accept theimperfections in each other. Over time, we have stopped trying to makeeach other in our own mold and have learned to celebrate ourdifferences. You might say that we've learned to love each other for who we really are!
For example, I like to take my time, I'm a perfectionist, and I'meven-tempered. I tend to work too much and sleep too little. Jack, onthe other hand, is disciplined, studious, an early riser, and is amarketer's dream consumer. I count pennies and Jack could care less!Where he is strong, I am weak, and vice versa.
And while you might say that Jack and I are opposites, we're also verymuch alike. I can look at him and tell you what he's thinking. I canpredict his actions before he finalizes his plans. On the other hand,he knows whether I'm troubled or not the moment I enter a room.
We share the same goals. We love the same things. And we are stillbest friends. We've traveled through many valleys and enjoyed manymountaintops. And yet, at the same time, Jack and I must work everyminute of every day to make this thing called "marriage" work!
What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept eachother's faults - and choosing to celebrate each other's differences -is the one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing,and lasting marriage relationship.
And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take thegood, the bad, and the ugly parts of your married life and lay them atthe feet of GOD. Because in the end, He's the only One who will beable to give you a marriage where burnt toast isn't a deal-breaker!
Have a great day! May God bless your marriage."