This experience happened when our youngest daughter was a teenager. My wife and I took her to a youth outing of our church. We were picking her up from the event. Before I went into the building to get her, I blew my nose. I was not entirely successful as some of the content in my nose didn't make it into to my handkerchief. Some of the substance got hung up in my mustache. It was a booger!

I went into the building to get my daughter, but I was not aware of the booger in my mustache. I saw the youth minister and several attendees of this event. To my surprise no one told me that a booger was hung up in my mustache. It wasn't until I got back to our automobile, that my daughter had the intestinal fortitude to tell me. I can still hear it – even as I write this . She said, “DAD…YOU'VE GOT A BOOGER IN YOUR MUSTACHE!”

The purpose of this piece is to encourage our readers that if you know of someone having a defect in their direction, or something similar to a booger, to have enough boldness to tell them. Of course the platform for doing this is to have a relationship with the individual in mind. The relationship should be one that you can speak into the person's life.

This reminds me of a situation where I was used to speak into a fellow workers' life. It was during the time we lived in Tulsa, OK. The summers in Tulsa have very hot temperatures. I worked as a receiving clerk. My job consisted of loading and unloading semi truck trailers with a forklift. We would pull a packing slip from the content, and match it with a purchase order in a file cabinet in the receiving office.

Upon finding the purchase order, we would staple it to the packing slip. In the receiving office there were two women working. We experienced temperatures of one hundred degrees for one solid month. Needless to say, we perspired profusely. There was a fellow worker who had an awful perspiration problem. He would come into the office with his body odor that was very offensive.

Instead of confronting him about his smell the ladies in the office would talk about him. The gossip was really cruel. I confronted the ladies about confronting him. They felt extremely backward about this – so I was elected. I pulled my friend aside and told him about his offending odor. He was aware of the smell, but explained to me that he was having difficulty finding a deodorant that would really work. That day I began a closer friendship with this man. He was thankful that someone had the “guts” to tell him the truth. He finally found something that was able to assist him, but the greatest assistance he received was someone being honest with him, and confronting his problem. -AWM

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