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James Everett: Two friends were walking

James Everett: Two friends were walking

A parable by an unknown author bears sharing

By James Everett
Posted Aug 09, 2012 @ 11:20 PM
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Some time past a friend sent me the “Two Friends Were Walking” story.  Despite diligent research I couldn’t find its author, so I’ll assign it to Mr. Anonymous.

“Two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand, ‘Today my best friend slapped me in the face.’

“They kept on walking until they found an oasis where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning. But the friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he engraved on a stone, ‘Today my best friend saved my life.’

 “The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, ‘After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?’

“The friend replied, ‘When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away.  But when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it. Learn to write your hurts in the sand and to carve your benefits in stone.’

“They say it takes a minute to find a special person; an hour to appreciate them; a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.

“Take the time to live!  Do not value the things you have in your life, but value who you have known in your life!  Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.”

I have been privileged to live more than four score and four years and have come to appreciate the truths contained in this simple little story. Whether one is young or old, life will be happier and more complete if one learns to value friendships.

Some time past a friend sent me the “Two Friends Were Walking” story.  Despite diligent research I couldn’t find its author, so I’ll assign it to Mr. Anonymous.

“Two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand, ‘Today my best friend slapped me in the face.’

“They kept on walking until they found an oasis where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning. But the friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he engraved on a stone, ‘Today my best friend saved my life.’

 “The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, ‘After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?’

“The friend replied, ‘When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away.  But when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it. Learn to write your hurts in the sand and to carve your benefits in stone.’

“They say it takes a minute to find a special person; an hour to appreciate them; a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.

“Take the time to live!  Do not value the things you have in your life, but value who you have known in your life!  Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.”

I have been privileged to live more than four score and four years and have come to appreciate the truths contained in this simple little story. Whether one is young or old, life will be happier and more complete if one learns to value friendships.

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