What would you appreciate the most, the light of the moon or the light of the sun?
A wise man said, of course the moon, because it spares the light in the dark so we can see at night.
Do you agree?
A girl ran away from her home after an argument with her mother. It was dark and cold. She was starving. All of sudden she smelled food, it was a noodle shop. She looked through the window for so long, as if the aroma could overcome her hunger. It did not. It made her more eager for food. The owner of the noodle house came out and asked if she would like to come in for a bowl of noodle, she said she wants to, but she turned her pockets inside out, she had no money with her. The man offered her a free bowl of noodle. The girl was very grateful and said in tears, “I don’t know how to repay you for your generosity!” The man was stunned for a moment and replied, “I only cooked one bowl of noodle for you, but I can’t imagine the number of meals your mother has prepared for you!”
The girl realized how awful she had been to her mother, she ran back to her house.
The girl’s mother took her hands and pull her into the house with tears she said, “Where have you been? I was so worry that you’d been hungry and cold.”
The wise man was wrong.
The fact is we all make the same mistake and judgment as the wise man.
We are the sun that has been ignored – perhaps because we refuse to receive the gratitude that we don’t think we deserve, or think being a giver is more honorable than a receiver?
We have also ignored the sun – perhaps because we receive regularly and made belief to be giver’s obligations?
We all know to give, but receiving is just as important to live full and meaningful.
I went to take Ben’s class this morning with this theme in my mind. Then Ben mentioned Cheryl, who passed away last week, had no fear in death. I don’t know Cheryl. The tears of joy came down to honor Cheryl’s graciousness - she lived fully thus death has no effect to her bliss.
I picked soap of comappassion this morning when I woke up to remind myself, while having compassion for others, it is just as important to have compassoin for ourselves.
W.H.Y.
A wise man said, of course the moon, because it spares the light in the dark so we can see at night.
Do you agree?
A girl ran away from her home after an argument with her mother. It was dark and cold. She was starving. All of sudden she smelled food, it was a noodle shop. She looked through the window for so long, as if the aroma could overcome her hunger. It did not. It made her more eager for food. The owner of the noodle house came out and asked if she would like to come in for a bowl of noodle, she said she wants to, but she turned her pockets inside out, she had no money with her. The man offered her a free bowl of noodle. The girl was very grateful and said in tears, “I don’t know how to repay you for your generosity!” The man was stunned for a moment and replied, “I only cooked one bowl of noodle for you, but I can’t imagine the number of meals your mother has prepared for you!”
The girl realized how awful she had been to her mother, she ran back to her house.
The girl’s mother took her hands and pull her into the house with tears she said, “Where have you been? I was so worry that you’d been hungry and cold.”
The wise man was wrong.
The fact is we all make the same mistake and judgment as the wise man.
We are the sun that has been ignored – perhaps because we refuse to receive the gratitude that we don’t think we deserve, or think being a giver is more honorable than a receiver?
We have also ignored the sun – perhaps because we receive regularly and made belief to be giver’s obligations?
We all know to give, but receiving is just as important to live full and meaningful.
I went to take Ben’s class this morning with this theme in my mind. Then Ben mentioned Cheryl, who passed away last week, had no fear in death. I don’t know Cheryl. The tears of joy came down to honor Cheryl’s graciousness - she lived fully thus death has no effect to her bliss.
I picked soap of comappassion this morning when I woke up to remind myself, while having compassion for others, it is just as important to have compassoin for ourselves.
W.H.Y.
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