A friend had hurt me by his careless, rash behaviour. I could not take his quick "I'm sorry!" over the phone. So I ended the phone call. I felt this hurt disturbing my soul. In my mind I began to judge this friend. This was pulling me down more and more. I didn't want to let these negative feelings guide and direct me, but they were there. I asked Jesus for help in an impulse prayer. I remembered another friend who had asked me to keep him well informed about the proceedings of a conference. In order to do something "out of love" and not get caught up in the negative feelings, I called him. I took it upon myself to present the conference, which had not gone very well, in a very objective and benevolent way and not to say anything exaggerated. A long and fraternal conversation developed. When we said goodbye, I felt real peace in my soul again.
