Where is my eternal home?

October 14, 2006

There was a very rich woman, who lived in a beautiful palatial

mansion. She lacked nothing; she enjoyed all the comforts that money

could buy.

However, she was a selfish soul; she had no thought for others. Her

doors were always shut in the face of people who came to ask her for

donations and help for good causes. Not a penny of her money would

she give away to another.

Years passed. Her long, self-centered life was drawing to a close.

Gradually, life after death began to haunt her.

One day, she had a strange dream in which she saw herself die, and

mounted up to the heavenly world. It was a strange and fascinating

place, and she felt quite lost, not knowing where to go. Meeting an

angel, she enquired of him, " Can you please show me the way to my

eternal home? I have come up to heaven after a long life. I am

weary, and I would like to see the place where I shall live forever! "

" Come with me, I shall show you the way, " said the Angel. And he led

her through the beautiful territory of the heavenly world. Here she

saw vast palaces, exquisite villas, beautiful mansions. But the

Angel led her on until they entered a slum like territory. There

were broken huts and humble cottages everywhere. The Angel stopped

outside a poor, lowly hut, and said to her, " This is to be your

eternal home. "

The woman recoiled in horror at the sight of the hut. " How is this

possible? " she Cried. " On earth God gave me a beautiful mansion to

live in! How can my heavenly home be so poor and shabby? "

The Angel said to her, " Your eternal home is built with what you

send to us here. This is the best we could do with what you sent to

us. "

The rich woman awoke from her dream in a cold sweat. She resolved to

turn over a new leaf, and to share what she had with those in need.

The money that we give to the poor is deposited in our account in

the Bank of Providence.

GOMU <gokulmuthu

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