One day, arrive in a poor house by the road and come to ask for food.
With good will, the humble inhabitants offer them what little they had.
seeing them as poor, the Master asked: "How do they live?" And the landlord tells him: "Well you see, we have that cow that gives milk. We had a drink and the rest do cheese sell in the village and, with what we get from the sale, we buy what we can. We are poor, but thanks to the vaquita we live. "
After a nap on one side of the house and while it is still night, the Master awakens the learner to monitor progress. As soon as we moved away from the house, he said, "Go back to the house, took the cow and throw it over the cliff."
The boy was frightened, but, true to his vow of obedience, complied with the orders of the Master. His sentiment was horror, and could never overcome the trauma caused this cruel instruction in spirit.
Years later, this young adult learner already having abandoned the Master, took the lot to go through the same path. His spirit could not but overwhelm me to recall the terrible deed he had done and looked for the poor house to learn what had been the fate of the humble family. It cost
find ... where before had been the humble home was now a beautiful house with a landscaped garden, a garden, flowers and various barnyard animals.
"Poor people," he thought to himself "... with my blind obedience, to kill his cow caused them irreparable harm and had to go ...." He walked over and clapped his hands for attention of the residents.
An older man came towards him, her face showed happiness and his clothes were neat and nice ... I was vaguely familiar.
"Lord" he asked, "I could tell what was the family who lived in this house years ago?"
"Well ... You see ... we live in this house forever, never belonged to another family"
Surprised young
insisted: "But, here lived a humble family to which I had the chance to meet many years ago, perhaps they are the same family who knew?, how much progress made for?"
"Ohhh ... I do not remember ... but I have no problem asking to tell ... we lived in a cow that gave us milk and with it we made do for a living. One day, the cow died Rumbled in the Ravine and had to sharpen our wits to survive
. My sons started a garden and its products fed us and allowed us to supply the local market, I learned the arts of pottery and became a famous craftsman, today come from afar to buy my pieces, my wife took up their sewing and garments are also required to thrive miles and hardships of poverty over for us ...
Do you think that if this family still has his cow, where would be today?
Many of us also have cows in our lives. Ideas, excuses and justifications that keep us bound to mediocrity, giving us a false sense of being good when compared to us is a world of opportunities to discover. Opportunities that we can only appreciate once we have "killed" our "cows."
(author unknown)
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