The Child and the WaveA young boy and his doting grandmother were walking along the sea shore when a huge wave appeared out of nowhere, sweeping the child out to sea. The horrified grandmother got down on her knees, raised her eyes to the heavens and begged God to return her beloved grandson. And, lo, another wave reared up and deposited the stunned child on the sand before the grandmother.
The grandmother looked the boy over carefully. He appeared to be fine. But still the grandmother stared up angrily towards the heavens. “When we came,” she snapped indignantly, “my grandson had a hat!”
Reflection
When will we learn to be grateful for what we get. How often have we complained and complained and expected more and more. Ponder and count our Blessings.
With Metta,
Bro. Oh Teik Bin
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