Sometimes it's the little things that really get to you.
Foster hates the kitten. For a blind dog, he does a pretty good job of sniffing it out and nipping at it (which the kitten doesn't seem to notice). I sort of feel like I'm living in a Pixar movie right now.
Isn't it true with us, too? Everything else in the world is going along fine and dandy when some "little thing" gets stuck in our craw. Even if it's not directly in our line of vision, we still seek it out, just so we can hate it some more.
What's the answer? It happens to us all. The more I try to "be good" the more I realize I just simply can not. Sometimes I do better, through the grace of God. Other times, I fail in spectacular fashion. God's grace endures and purifies in all those times. And that's no little thing.
What "little thing" is bugging you today?