Sharing a story - The Quarryman

Would like to share with all of you this morning of a story of "The Quarryman"

The quarryman's work was hard having to work all day in the quarry from dawn to dusk. He was not happy and he started to grumble. He sais "This is no life. Why is it my fate to be a quarryman? Why can't I be someone who has more wealth than I do? If only I were rich, then I'd be happy."

An angel appeared and said, "What would have to happen for you to know you were rich and happy?"

"That's easy. If I was rich, I'd live in the city, in a beautiful penthouse. I'd be able to see the sky. I'd have a fourposter bed with cool black silk sheets and I'd sleep all day. Then I'd be happy.

"You are rich," said the Angel waving her magic wand. And he became rich with all his dreams come true. And he was happy.

Until one day he was disturbed by a commotion in the streets below. He sprang out of bed and ran to the window. Looking down, he saw a graceful golden carriage. In front where horses and behind were soldiers. It was the King. And the people who thronged the street were cheering and bowing.

The rich man instantly knew unhappiness and he said "I'm not happy. The King has more power than I do. If only I was the King, then I'd be happy."

And the Angel appeared and said, "You are the King!" And he became the King and was happy. He felt his power and he felt his might.

Then one day, he noticed Sun. And he saw how Sun had power to do things he couldn't even dream of. He saw how Sun could turn all the fiels from green to yellow and from yellow to brown. Sun could even starve the world of life!

And he knew unhappiness and he said "I'm not happy. The Sun has more power than I do. If only I was the Sun, then I'd be happy."

And the Angel appeared and said, "You are the Sun!" And he became the Sun and was happy and he ruled the world from his zenith, exulting in his power. Until one day he noticed the cloud, a big black Raincloud. And he saw how Cloud had the power to turn all the fields from brown to green, refill the rivers with flowing water and retrieve the life of the world. And depression filled him.

"I'm so unhappy. This Cloud has more power than I. If only I was Cloud then I'd be happy forever."

And the Angel appeared and said, "You are the Cloud." And he became Cloud and was happy. Until one day he saw, far below him, Rock. And he saw how Rock, black, strong, unyielding, was unchangable. And he saw that no matter how much or how hard he rained, nothing he could do could challenge or destroy Rock. Rock was rugged and resistant.

And he knew the bitterness of unhappiness once again. And he said, "I'm so unhappy. If only I were Rock then I'd be happy.

And the Angel appeared and said, "You are Rock" And he became Rock and felt his might and power. He was happy.

He exulted his strength, and sense his permanence. He loved his abiiti to withstand everything Nature could throw at him. He laughed at the Sun and ridiculed Raincloud.

Until one day, a Quarryman arrived......

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