I KNOW SOMEONE WILL WONDER,THIS ISN'T A MOVIE,MUCH LESS A CHRISTIAN ONE ! YES, BUT I CRY EASILY, AND I CERTAINLY CRIED FROM WHAT A FOUR YEARS OLD BOY TAUGHT HIS PARENTS WITHOUT MUCH WORDS. IT'S WORTH READING.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered.
At mealtime, the family gathered at the table, but the grandfather struggled. His shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas would roll off his spoon and onto the floor. Milk would spill when he tried to grasp the glass.
The son and daughter-in-law grew frustrated with the mess. "We need to do something about Father," said the son. "I'm tired of the spilled milk, the noisy eating, and food on the floor."
So, they set up a small table in the corner for Grandfather to eat alone, while the rest of the family sat together. Because he had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl.
Occasionally, when the family glanced in his direction, they would notice a tear in the old man’s eye as he sat alone. Yet, the only words he received from the couple were sharp reprimands when he dropped a fork or spilled food.
The four-year-old watched this all in silence.
One evening, just before supper, the father noticed his son playing with some scraps of wood on the floor. He approached the child gently and asked, "What are you making?"
The boy smiled sweetly and replied, "I’m making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up."
The words struck the parents so deeply that they were left speechless. Then tears began to roll down their cheeks. No words were needed—the realization was clear.
That evening, the husband took his father's hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the rest of his days, Grandfather ate every meal with the family. From that moment on, neither husband nor wife seemed to care if a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth was soiled.
On a positive note, I’ve learned that, no matter how bad things seem today, life does go on, and it will get better tomorrow.
I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by how they handle four things: a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
I’ve learned that making a "living" is not the same as making a "life."
I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back sometimes.
I’ve learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you, but if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work, and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one.
I’ve learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch—holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
YOU ARE LOVED ❤
Credit to Granny's Funnies and Sarcastic
I KNOW SOMEONE WILL WONDER,THIS ISN'T A MOVIE,MUCH LESS A CHRISTIAN ONE ! YES, BUT I CRY EASILY, AND I CERTAINLY CRIED FROM WHAT A FOUR YEARS OLD BOY TAUGHT HIS PARENTS WITHOUT MUCH WORDS. IT'S WORTH READING.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered.
At mealtime, the family gathered at the table, but the grandfather struggled. His shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas would roll off his spoon and onto the floor. Milk would spill when he tried to grasp the glass.
The son and daughter-in-law grew frustrated with the mess. "We need to do something about Father," said the son. "I'm tired of the spilled milk, the noisy eating, and food on the floor."
So, they set up a small table in the corner for Grandfather to eat alone, while the rest of the family sat together. Because he had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl.
Occasionally, when the family glanced in his direction, they would notice a tear in the old man’s eye as he sat alone. Yet, the only words he received from the couple were sharp reprimands when he dropped a fork or spilled food.
The four-year-old watched this all in silence.
One evening, just before supper, the father noticed his son playing with some scraps of wood on the floor. He approached the child gently and asked, "What are you making?"
The boy smiled sweetly and replied, "I’m making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up."
The words struck the parents so deeply that they were left speechless. Then tears began to roll down their cheeks. No words were needed—the realization was clear.
That evening, the husband took his father's hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the rest of his days, Grandfather ate every meal with the family. From that moment on, neither husband nor wife seemed to care if a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth was soiled.
On a positive note, I’ve learned that, no matter how bad things seem today, life does go on, and it will get better tomorrow.
I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by how they handle four things: a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
I’ve learned that making a "living" is not the same as making a "life."
I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back sometimes.
I’ve learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you, but if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work, and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one.
I’ve learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch—holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
YOU ARE LOVED ❤
Credit to Granny's Funnies and Sarcastic
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