Learning from Mistakes

A year or so ago, I thought I had food poisoning. I couldn’t keep away from the toilet. Thankfully, it was the weekend. I was surprised to discover the speed with which I could run to the bathroom throughout that day.

I had been in the habit of buying fruit juice. I don’t drink much tea, and coffee I dislike. Avoiding alcohol limits the variety of fluids available to quaff. Fruit juice adds that variety. I therefore went along the shelves of my supermarket, placing into my trolley as many different cartons as possible. Some six months later, I found some that were close to expiring. I opened one up, and poured it into a pint glass, and downed it. It had a quite thick viscosity, an unpleasant brown colour and its taste was not refreshing. Ugh. I shuddered after my last gulp. Why would anyone drink prune juice?

A wiser person might have known prune juice’s powerful effects. I discovered it the hard way. Likewise, eating a biscuit or packet of crisps in bed seems like a good idea at the time. Having done so, one learns never to do it again.

Don’t be concerned about having made a mistake; concern yourself rather with learning from it:

The blueness of a wound cleanseth away evil:

    so do stripes the inward parts of the belly.

Proverbs 20:30

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