So I flicked ahead in my diary last night and I came across something I really wanted to share here. Sorry for not blogging in a while.
An aging master grew tired of his apprentice complaining and so, one morning, sent him for some salt. When the apprentice returned, the master instructed the unhappy young man to put a handful of salt in a glass of water and then to drink it.
"How does it taste?" the master asked.
"Bitter" said the apprentice.
The master chuckled and then asked the young man to take the same handful of salt and put it in the lake.
The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and once the apprentice swirled his handful of salt in the water, the old man said "now drink from the lake. "
As the water dripped down the young man's chin, the master asjed, "How does it taste?"
"Fresh," remarked the apprentice.
"Did you taste the salt?" asked the master.
"No," said the young man.
At this the master sat beside this serious young man, who so reminded him of himself, and explained softly:
"The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less.
The amount of pain in life remains exactly the same.
However, the amount of bitterness we taste depends on the container we put the pain in. So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is enlarge your sense of things...
Stop being a glass. Become a lake.
Author unknown
Sharing my some of my thoughts and reflections on life and the Gospels. Sharing words or inspiration I stumble upon too. In a word full of such sadness we need to remember that there is hope, there is light.
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