A certain man at one time, unknown to himself, had a piece of garlic in his clothes. Wherever he went he smelled garlic.
“Everybody," he said, "seems to have been near garlic. Finally, to his disgust, he found out that he himself was guilty of the obnoxious odor. In the folds of his garments was the cause of his complaints!
Now I do not mean that you should carry real garlic about with you, yet be sure of this: if you find everything and everybody wrong, your brethren all wrong, and the prayers all wrong, then carefully look over your own garments, as it were, for as sure as you are reading these lines, the garlic is there. He who grumbles at everyone has in himself the cause of discontent.
“Be kindly affectioned one to another with brotherly love; in honor preferring one another."