DARK CANDLE
Geogen George
Let me narrate a story this time.
DARK CANDLE
A man had a little daughter -- an only and
much-beloved child. He lived for her -- she was his life. So when she
became ill and her illness resisted the efforts of them best
obtainable physicians, he became like a man possessed, moving heaven
and earth to bring about her restoration to health. His best efforts
proved unavailing and the child died.
The father was totally irreconcilable. He became a bitter recluse,
shutting himself away from his many friends and refusing every
activity that might restore his poise and bring him back to his normal
self. But one night he had a dream. He was in Heaven, and was
witnessing a grand pageant of all the little child angels. They were
marching in an apparently endless line past the Great White Throne.
Every white-robed angelic child carried a candle. He noticed that one
child's candle was not lighted. Then he saw that the child with the
dark candle was his own little girl. Rushing to her, while the pageant
faltered, he seized her in his arms, caressed her tenderly, and then
asked: "How is it, darling that your candle alone is unlighted?
"Father, they often re-light it, but your tears always put it out."
Just then he awoke from his dream.
The lesson was crystal clear, and its effects were immediate. From
that hour on he was not a recluse, but mingled freely and cheerfully
with his former friends and associates. No longer would his darling's
candle be extinguished by his useless tears.
Let us march towards 2012 with a bright candle of full of Hope,
spreading Love, Filling peace & thrilling achievements.
Regards,
Geogen George
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