One day Mr. Abdullah hired a Mexican carpenter to remodel his house. He had just finished his first day and it hadn’t gone so well. A flat tire on his truck and made him lose two full hours of work, then his toolbox broke, his electric saw packed in, and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start. So I decided to give Mr. Abdullah a ride, and the whole time, he sat brooding in silence.
Once we arrived at his place, He politely invited me in for a cup of tea. Before walking through the front hall, he paused briefly to wash his face.
As soon as he stepped foot inside the family room, he transformed into a completely different person. His face split in wide smiles, his eyes radiated with humor and joy, and he hugged and kissed his wife and children.
After a relaxing cup of tea, he walked me to my car. We passed the hallway and it suddenly reminded me of earlier. Filled with curiosity, I asked him why he had done what he did earlier.
‘Oh, that’s my trouble sink,’ Abdullah replied. ‘I know, like everybody else, I have worries and troubles as part of work and daily lives, but these do not belong in the home with my children and wife. So when I walk into the house, I just wash them away and in the morning I let them flow back again. He grinned broadly and said, the funny thing is, in the morning they don’t seem to be as many as they felt the night before.