Here is a story shared by Bo Sanchez.
Enjoy!
One day, a tourist with a camera visited a monastery—and saw how austere the room of a monk was. He could only see a single bed that looked more like a bench, an old table and a wooden chair that wasn’t very comfortable. Nothing else.
When a monk came by, he asked him, “Father, how could you live this way? Where are your things? Your computer? Your refrigerator? Your stereo?”
The monk smiled at him and asked, “Where are your things, my friend?”
The tourist said, “My things? I’m just passing by here. I don’t have my stuff with me. It’s at home.”
The monk said: “So am I. I’m also passing by here. My stuff is at home as well.”
Friend, you’re a pilgrim.
And your stuff is at home. And God is your home.
If you forget that you’re a pilgrim, you are prone to live in castles instead of tents (Hebrews 11:9-10).
Enjoy!
One day, a tourist with a camera visited a monastery—and saw how austere the room of a monk was. He could only see a single bed that looked more like a bench, an old table and a wooden chair that wasn’t very comfortable. Nothing else.
When a monk came by, he asked him, “Father, how could you live this way? Where are your things? Your computer? Your refrigerator? Your stereo?”
The monk smiled at him and asked, “Where are your things, my friend?”
The tourist said, “My things? I’m just passing by here. I don’t have my stuff with me. It’s at home.”
The monk said: “So am I. I’m also passing by here. My stuff is at home as well.”
Friend, you’re a pilgrim.
And your stuff is at home. And God is your home.
If you forget that you’re a pilgrim, you are prone to live in castles instead of tents (Hebrews 11:9-10).
2 comments:
oh wow! great story!
yeah! :D love it! mejo natatamaan kc ako dito every now and then . .
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