A Clothes Dryer Ride

As Woodsworth says, "Sometimes it suits me better to shape out/ Some tale from my own heart, more near akin/ To my own passions and habitual thoughts..."

Here is spot of time in my life:
My sister and I worked at a summer camp together for the first time. I was in between my Junior and Senior year of high school and my sister in between her Freshman and Sophmore year. We were best friends at this time and I was the sane resposible voice that kept her out of trouble.
One day my sister was up in the laundry room with a few other staffers. The camp just got a new clothes dryer and it was humungous. My sister was small. The dryer was so big everyone thought Sherri would be able to fit inside. She crawled inside and they shut the door and they turned it on. She went a few revolutions and the door flew open. The maintnance man yelled for her to come out. He said he would be telling the director of the camp.
My sister was scared spitless. She was afraid she would be fired. We talked to a cook in the kitchen and he thought she would be fired too. My sister decided to go talk to the director about it, thinking it would be better to have her fess up than not.
When she told him he did not say anything. At the next staff meeting a few days later he asked the staff to stay out of the dryer and that was the end of the matter. He showed complete grace and mercy. 10 years later my sister is on full time staff as the program director.

I guess this illustrates a habitual thought I have. God's grace. He is gracious to me even though I deserve death. To me it is amazing. I also think God forgives me so easily when I make big mistakes why do I find it hard to forgive my husband for making small insignificant mistakes? God's grace puts things in perspective.