January 31, 2012 She shared a story about how poor people live.
One day, a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a
trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people
live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be
considered a very poor family. On their return from their trip, the father
asked his son, “How was the trip?” “It was great, Dad.” “Did you see how poor
people live?” the father asked. “Oh yeah,” said the son. “So, tell me, what did
you learn from the trip?” asked the father. The son answered, “I saw that we
have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of
our garden, and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in
our garden, and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front
yard, and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live
on, and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve
us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls
around our property to protect us; they have friends to protect them.” The
boy’s father was speechless. Then his son added, “Thanks, Dad, for showing me
how poor we are.”
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