{"id":6588,"date":"2021-02-01T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2021-02-01T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/?p=6588"},"modified":"2021-01-30T20:45:10","modified_gmt":"2021-01-31T01:45:10","slug":"the-hard-truth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/the-hard-truth\/","title":{"rendered":"The Hard Truth"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<iframe title=\"The Hard Truth 2\/01\/21\" height=\"122\" width=\"100%\" style=\"border: none;\" scrolling=\"no\" data-name=\"pb-iframe-player\" src=\"https:\/\/www.podbean.com\/media\/player\/tvktb-f9274e?from=pb6admin&#038;download=1&#038;version=1&#038;auto=0&#038;share=1&#038;download=1&#038;rtl=0&#038;fonts=Helvetica&#038;skin=1&#038;pfauth=&#038;btn-skin=107\"><\/iframe>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in his house. His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The door of his wife&#8217;s car was open, as was the front door to the house. Proceeding into the house, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill, or that something serious had happened. He found her lounging in the bedroom, still curled in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>He looked at her bewildered and asked,\u00a0<em>&#8220;What happened here today?&#8221;<\/em><\/strong>  <strong>She again smiled and answered;\u00a0<em>&#8220;You know every day when you come home from work and ask me what in the world did I do today?&#8221; &#8220;YES&#8221;.<\/em> was his incredulous reply. She answered,\u00a0<em>&#8220;Well, today I didn&#8217;t do it!!&#8221;<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Sometimes we learn\u00a0the truth\u00a0the hard way. WHAT A MESS! And sometimes we hear the\u00a0truth\u00a0when we least expect to hear the truth.\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>I believe this is what is happening in our country right now. WHAT A MESS! We are learning the truth the hard way. And we are hearing the truth when we least expect to hear the truth.\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>GOD SPEAKS IN THE LANGUAGE YOU KNOW BEST\u2026.NOT THROUGH YOUR EARS, BUT THROUGH YOUR CIRCUMSTANCES!<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in his house. His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. 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