Write Fr. José MartÃnez Colin
1) For
Sometimes people usually come only when we have a need. We thinking that the person has such a value that deserves to be loved for themselves and not the good I can report.
2) To think
is the story of a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play with him daily. He climbed the tree and he gave her shadow. He loved the tree and the tree loved the boy.
Time passed and the little boy grew up and never again play with the tree.
One day the boy returned and heard the sad tree said "Come play with me," but the boy replied: "I am not the child before that played with trees. The now I want are toys and I need money to buy them. "
"Sorry," said the tree, but I have no money ... If you take all my apples and sell them. So you get the money for your toys. "
The boy was so happy. Took all the apples and got money for your toys, then the tree and left happily.
But the boy did not return after getting the money and the tree was sad.
Later, the boy returned and the tree was happy and asked him: "Come play with me?"
"I have no time to play. I must work because I need a house for my wife and kids ... can you help me?"
"I have a house, but ... if you want to cut my branches to build your house. "The young man made the cut and this happy again the tree, but the man never returned and the tree was sad and lonely.
One day the man returned and the tree was delighted. "Come play with me?" Asked the tree.
The man replied: "I am sad and getting old. I want a boat to sail and rest. Can you give me one? ".
The tree replied:" Use my trunk to build one and thus you can sail and be happy. "
The man cut the tree trunk to make a boat. Then he went sailing. This undoubtedly made the tree happy again, but man, as an adult, never returned since that time, and the tree was sad and lonely.
Finally the man returned after many years and the tree said: "I'm sorry, but I do not have anything for you." The man replied, "I'm old, I have no strength to eat or to play ...".
Then the tears sprouting tree said, "Now I can not give you anything ... the only thing left is my dying roots.
The man replied: "I do not need much now, just a place to rest. I'm so tired after all these years. "
" Well, summed up the tree, old tree roots are the best place to lie down and rest. Come, sit with me and rest. " The man sat down next to the tree and this happy and contented, smiling with tears.
3) To live
This story may seem sad and even cruel, but what is surprising is that it can be the story of each one of us. The tree is our parents. As children, we loved to play with Mom and Dad ... When we let them grow ... and only returned to them when we need or we're stuck.
Vivamos grateful, especially with our parents or with God, loving them for who they are, not what we get from them.
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