A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years.Â They hadÂ shared everything. They had talked about everything.Â They had kept noÂ secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoe box inÂ the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.
For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said sheÂ would not recover.Â In trying to sort out their affairs, the little oldÂ man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife’s bedside. She agreedÂ that it was time that he should know what was in the box.. When he openedÂ it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totaling $95,000.Â HeÂ asked her about the contents. ‘When we were to be married,’ she said,Â ‘ my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue.
She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a ‘doll.’ Â The little old man was so moved; he had toÂ fight back tears.Â Only two precious dolls were in the box.Â Â She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. HeÂ almost burst with happiness. ‘Honey,’
he said, ‘that explains the dolls, but what about all of this money? Â Where did it come from?’
‘Oh’, she said,Â ‘that’s the money I made from selling the dolls.’
Dear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man;
Love to forgive him, and Patience for his moods.
Because Lord, if I pray for Strength,Â I’llÂ beat him to death, because I don’t have time to crochet.
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