what do you own?

three neighbours were talking when the subject of posessions came up. "i own a huge mansion!" one proudly proclaimed. "i own a successful farm!" said the second. "i have optimism," said the third quietly. his two neighbours laughed at him, for what good is possesion that cannot be seen or touched?

that night a huge storm struck. the storm destroyed the first neighbour's house. "what am i to do?" he cried. the storm ruined the second neighbour's crops. "what will i do?" he lamented. the storm also destroyed the third neighbour's home and farm. "hmmm, what should i do first?" he asked himself and then he began doing it. he rebuilt his home and replanted his crops.

his neighbours had been sitting this entire time, feeling sorry for themselves. but they watched their neighbour rebuild and they decided to ask him his secret. "it's no secret," the man said. "the only thing i own is what i think." the two neighbours suddenly understood, and with their third neighbour's help, they rebuilt too.

from then on, whenever they met, they did not talk about posessions. they talked about their blessings, and they shared them for what sense does it make to hold on to something you do not own?

Tariq :: email ::
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