The Stone

One day, a master had travelled a long way, and before sunset, he reached the border of a city. He found a place under a tree and decided to spend the night there before entering the city the next day.

Shortly after he settled, a man came running up to him out of the city. He said: "It must be you, where is the stone?" The master asked "Which stone?" and the man replied: "Last night I had a dream and a prophet told me that tonight there would be a master resting near the border of the city, and he would give me a stone, so valuable that I would not have to work for the rest of my days." The master reached in his bag, took out a big stone and gave it to the man, saying: "It must be this stone, the prophet was talking about; I found it on my way here."

It was a diamond, almost as big as a head. The man was very excited, and he brought the stone straight back home. The value of such a big diamond must be enormous. But at night, the man could not sleep. He kept thinking and thinking and early in the morning, he went back tot he master and said: "Please teach me the wisdom that allows you to give away so easily such a precious stone."

A story, I read many years ago.
I still enjoy very much the moral of the story.

Hans Van Rostenberghe

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Please read also some of my older posts, as I did just now. I particularly liked this one    (click on "this one")
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