Story of Nasrrudin’s egg

Nasrruddin earned his living selling eggs.

Someone came to his shop one day and said, “Guess what I have in my hand.”
“Give me a clue,” said Nasruddin.
“I shall give you several: It has the shape of an egg, the size of an egg. It looks like an egg, tastes like an egg and smells like an egg. Inside it is yellow and white. It is liquid before it is cooked, becomes thick when heated. It was, moreover laid by a hen…”
“Aha!I know!” said Nasruddin. “It is some kind of a cake!”

MORAL
The expert misses the obvious!
The Chief Priest misses the Messiah!

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Story of light



Once upon a time in one corner of the world squatted a sullen, sulking, friendless darkness. Suddenly a tiny light appeared. It was very small but it was a light. Someone had put it there. It just stood there and sent out its rays. A passer-by remarked to the light: “Don’t you think you would be of more use somewhere else and not in this God-forsaken corner?” “Not really,” said the little light. “I shine because I am a light. And because I shine, I am a light. I don’t shine in order to be seen, but so that others could seen in the dark.” When the gloomy darkness heard this, it gritted its teeth and full of furry, tried to put out the light. But the gigantic darkness was powerless  against this tiny light that wanted to shine.

An old saying goes: “It is better to light one candle than to curse the darkness.”

HAVE FAITH IN GOD

Once a teacher had a disciple who used to live in a hermitage. One day, the disciple was going somewhere. He hadn’t gone too far when suddenly it started raining cats and dogs. He returned and told this problem to his teacher. The teacher said, “You should have faith in god. He will save you from all problems.”

The disciple obeyed and resumed his journey. He kept reciting the name of god and cleared all the hurdles.

Next day, the teacher had to go on the same route. When he reached a deep drain, he doubted whether god would save him or not. The teacher got drowned.

Moral of the story – doubt drowns you and faith saves you.

The Fairy Tulips

Once upon a time there was a good old woman who lived in a little house. She had in her garden a bed of beautiful striped tulips. One night she was wakened by the sounds of sweet singing and of babies laughing. She looked out at the window. The sounds seemed to come from the tulip bed, but she could see nothing.

The next morning she walked among her flowers, but there were no signs of any one having been there the night before.

On the following night she was again wakened by sweet singing and babies laughing. She rose and stole softly through her garden. The moon was shining brightly on the tulip bed, and the flowers were swaying to and fro. The old woman looked closely and she saw, standing by each tulip, a little Fairy mother who was crooning and rocking the flower like a cradle, while in each tulip cup lay a little Fairy baby laughing and playing.

The good old woman stole quietly back to her house, and from that time on she never picked a tulip, nor did she allow her neighbors to touch the flowers.

The tulips grew daily brighter in color and larger in size, and they gave out a delicious perfume like that of roses. They began, too, to bloom all the year round. And every night the little Fairy mothers caressed their babies and rocked them to sleep in the flower cups.

The day came when the good old woman died, and the tulip bed was torn up by folks who did not know about the Fairies, and parsley was planted there instead of the flowers. But the parsley withered, and so did all the other plants in the garden, and from that time nothing would grow there.

But the good old woman’s grave grew beautiful, for the Fairies sang above it, and kept it green – while on the grave and all around it there sprang up tulips, daffodils, and violets, and other lovely flowers of spring.

story of Trees that wood

Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said, “Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty.”

Then the second tree said, “Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull.”

Finally the third tree said, “I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the hill and look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will always remember me.”

After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees. When one came to the first tree he said, “This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter” … and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.

At the second tree a woodsman said, “This looks like a strong tree, I should be able to sell it to the shipyard.” The second tree was happy because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.

When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the woodsmen said, “I don’t need anything special from my tree so I’ll take this one”, and he cut it down.

When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for. The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end. The third tree was cut into large pieces and left alone in the dark. The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.

Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time. Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose and the tree didn’t think it was strong enough to keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said “Peace” and the storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the King of Kings in its boat.

Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.

The moral of this story is that when things don’t seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you great gifts. Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined. We don’t always know what God’s plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best.

Story of faith walking

Faith and doubt cannot coexist. Faith cannot be measured as little or large as there can be either faith or no faith.

A man wanted to cross a river and Vibhishana came forward to help him. Vibhishana simply tied a leaf with a name of Rama on it to the dress that he was wearing and asked him to venture into the river. However he warned him not to doubt the easiness in crossing the waters, lest he will be drowned.

The man consented to Vibhishana’s idea and embarked on crossing the waters. He simply walked on the waters effortlessly. All of a sudden he was seized with the desire to look at the leaf that was tied to his clothes. He thus halted and untied the leaf from his dress to see the letters ‘Rama’ written on it. No sooner did he read, a doubtful thought popped up in his mind, “Just Rama?” The next moment he sank in its depths.

Moral of the story- Absolute faith in God thus helps one in traversing his sorrows effortlessly. However a small doubt that creeps in drowns him in the abyss of his own sorrow. It is again faith that redeems. 

Story of Man in a Hole




A man was walking along and fell into such a deep hole that he could not get out. So he began to shout very loud for help. A learned professor came along and found him. He looked down into the hole and began to scold him: “How could you be so careless as to fall down there? You should be more careful. If you ever get out again, watch your step.” And with that he walked away. 
Then a holy man came along. He looked down into the hole and told the man, “I’ll reach down as far as I can and you reach up as far as you can. If I can grab your hand, I’ll pull you out.” But it did not work: the hole was too deep. So the holy man said he was sorry, and left the trapped man to his fate. 
Then Christ came along. He saw the man’s problem, and without asking him any questions, he jumped down into the hole. Then he let the man climb up onto his shoulders, and even onto his outstretched arms. And the man got out.

Moral of the story – This is known as being personally involved. A Christian gives his life for another.

Envy

Centuries ago in the country of Greece there was a young athlete who had so distinguished himself in the public games that his fellow citizens raised a statue in his honor, to keep fresh the memory of his victories. This statue so excited the envy of another athlete who had been defeated in the races, that one night he went out under cover of darkness with the intention of destroying that statue and knocking it to pieces. First he tried and tried to tip over the statue. He tugged and pulled and shoved… and after an hour it moved just a little bit. This encouraged him and he gave one mighty push and the statue fell — on top of him, and killed him. Envy always harms the one who is guilty of it.

Did it ever occur to you that when you envy somebody or you are jealous of somebody, that this does not hurt that person in any way… He or she does not feel it at all… It only hurts you: it eats your insides out… So, you see, that it is a useless, self-destructive exercise. 

As Ben Sirach says in the Old Testament “Envy and anger shorten one’s life.” [Sir. 30:24]

The Milkmaid’s Trust in God

A milkmaid carried fresh milk to customers in neighboring villages. One of the customers was a priest. To reach his house, the milkmaid had to cross a big stream. People crossed it by boat.
One day the priest, who performed worship daily with the offering to God of fresh milk, finding it arrived very late, scolded the poor woman. “What can I do?” she said, “I start out early from my house, but I have to wait a long time for the boatman to come.” Then the priest said (pretending to be serious), “What! People have even walked across the ocean by repeating the name of God, and you can’t cross this river?” The milkmaid took him very seriously. From then on she brought the priest’s milk punctually every morning. He became curious about it and asked her how it was that she was never late anymore.
“I cross the river repeating the name of the Lord,” she replied, “just as you told me to do, without waiting for the boat.” The priest didn’t believe her, and asked, “Can you show me this, how you cross the river on foot?” So they went together to the water and the milkmaid began to walk over it. Looking back, the woman saw that the priest had started to follow her and was struggling in the water. “Sir!” she cried, “You are uttering the name of God, yet all the while you are holding up your clothes from getting wet. That is not trusting in God!”

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