I AM A MAN AND NOT A WORM

A prince considered himself a to be a worm and was so afraid of the chicken that he always hid himself under the table. The king announced to all in his kingdom that a big reward awaits anyone who succeeds in bringing the prince out of his hiding place. Many magicians and medicine men tried but failed. One day a small boy came to try his luck. He went under the table, sat down with the prince, played and talked to him. Finally he managed to bring the prince out. The king was very happy and asked the small boy how he did it. The small boy said that he asked the prince to say with him, “I am a man, not a worm.”

All of a sudden the prince ducked under the table because a chicken appeared. The small boy went after the prince. He asked the prince if he believe that he was a man and not a worm. And the prince answered, “I am a man, not a worm. But does the chicken know that?”

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CONSIDER THIS

There’s the right kind of fear that keeps us alert, attentive and awake. But there’s also the overdose of fear that cripples, blinds, deafens and petrifies.

“When it is scary to jump, that is when you jump, otherwise you stay in the same place your whole life.”Film: A Most Violent year

Do you use fear as a counsellor or as a jailer?

CATCHING THE FRAGRANCE

A man once said to a lump of clay,
“What art thou?”


The reply was, “I am a lump of clay, 
but I was placed beside a rose
 and caught its fragrance.”


Source |in Vigen Guroian, The Fragrance of God

PONDER AND CONSIDER

Remembering our clay beginnings, let us ask today:

  • What are the scents and fragrances in our environments that we are consciously and intentionally exposing ourselves to?
  • Are we catching the fragrance of the life-giving and enhancing scents that surround us?
  • What are we doing to steer away as best as we can from the stinks and stenches that are polluting our surroundings and have the potential of polluting us?

THE LION WHO THOUGHT HE WAS A SHEEP

There was a lion that grew up in a flock of sheep and so he had no consciousness that he was a lion.  He didn’t know he was a lion.  He would bleat like a sheep, he’d eat grass like a sheep.  One day they were wandering at the edge of a big jungle when a mighty lion let out a big roar and leaped out of the forest and right into the middle of the flock.  All the sheep scattered and ran away.  Imagine the surprise of the jungle lion when he saw this other lion there among the sheep.  So, he gave chase.  He got hold of him.  And there was this lion, cringing in front of the king of the jungle.  And the jungle lion said to him, “What are you doing here?”

And the other lion said, “Have mercy on me.  Don’t eat me.  Have mercy on me.”  But the king of the forest dragged him away saying “Come on with me.”  And he took him to a lake and he said, “Look.”  So, the lion who thought he was a sheep looked and for the first time he saw his reflection.  He saw his image.  Then he looked at the jungle lion, and he looked in the water again, and he let out a mighty roar.  He was never a sheep again.  It took only one minute.

Source | Anthony de MelloRediscovering Life. Pages 124-125

PONDER AND CONSIDER

  • How tragic it is to live our lives with less than our fullest potential explored and invested!
  • What is still holding your “mighty roar” trapped within?  What is it going to take to give birth to lion in you?

RED STRING IDENTITY

A young man went to the public baths.  He undressed.  With everybody unclothed everybody looked pretty much alike.  Confused, he thought, “now when it is time to go home how will I know which one is me?”  So he found a piece of red string and tied it round his right toe.  Now he had a distinctive identity to who he was.

The problem was that as he continued bathing and showering the string fell off, and what was interesting is that another bather stepped on it and the red string adhered to his toe. And so when it came time to go home and took a look at his foot there was nothing there!

Then he noticed the red string on another bather a few feet away.  He approached him and said “pardon me sir.  I know who you are but can you tell me who I am?”

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PONDER

  • A true identity is meaningless if it is given to us by someone else.
  • Who or what is defining you?