Cure for Sorrow

[Guest guest]

This story reminded of a coupla lines from the prayer by St Francis

of Assisi

 

""O Lord, make me an instrument of Thy Peace!

......

Where there is despair, hope;

Where there is darkness, light, and

Where there is sorrow, joy.

Oh Divine Master, grant that I may not

so much seek to be consoled as to console

......"

 

My acknowledgement and thanks to - Cure for Sorrow by: Brian

Cavanaugh, T.O.R., The Sower's Seeds

 

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There is an old Chinese tale about a woman whose only son died. In

her grief, she went to a holy man and said, "What prayers, what

magical incantations do you have to bring my son back to life?"

 

Instead of sending her away or reasoning with her, he said to

her, "Fetch me a mustard seed from a home that has never known

sorrow. We will use it to drive the sorrow out of your life." The

woman went off at once in search of that magical mustard seed.

 

She came first to a splendid mansion, knocked at the door, and

said, "I am looking for a home that has never known sorrow. Is this

such a place? It is very important to me."

 

They told her, "You've certainly come to the wrong place," and began

to describe all the tragic things that recently had befallen them.

 

The woman said to herself, "Who is better able to help these poor,

unfortunate people that I, who have had misfortune of my my own?"

She stayed to comfort them, then went on in search of a home that

had never known sorrow. But wherever she turned, in hovels and in

other places, she found one tale after another of sadness and

misfortune. She became so involved in ministering to other people's

grief that ultimately she forgot about her quest for the magical

mustard seed, never realizing that it had, in fact, driven the

sorrow out of her life.

 

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"Oh Divine Master, grant that I may not

so much seek to be consoled as to console "

 

JAI MAA !

[Guest guest]

latha that is joyous. as we shift the wish to be consoled to caring

for others the mother's spirit has already appeared. peace. your

friend in spirit, steve c.

 

 

, "Latha Nanda" <lathananda>

wrote:

> This story reminded of a coupla lines from the prayer by St

Francis

> of Assisi

>

> ""O Lord, make me an instrument of Thy Peace!

> .....

> Where there is despair, hope;

> Where there is darkness, light, and

> Where there is sorrow, joy.

> Oh Divine Master, grant that I may not

> so much seek to be consoled as to console

> ....."

>

> My acknowledgement and thanks to - Cure for Sorrow by: Brian

> Cavanaugh, T.O.R., The Sower's Seeds

>

> ==========================================

>

> There is an old Chinese tale about a woman whose only son died. In

> her grief, she went to a holy man and said, "What prayers, what

> magical incantations do you have to bring my son back to life?"

>

> Instead of sending her away or reasoning with her, he said to

> her, "Fetch me a mustard seed from a home that has never known

> sorrow. We will use it to drive the sorrow out of your life." The

> woman went off at once in search of that magical mustard seed.

>

> She came first to a splendid mansion, knocked at the door, and

> said, "I am looking for a home that has never known sorrow. Is

this

> such a place? It is very important to me."

>

> They told her, "You've certainly come to the wrong place," and

began

> to describe all the tragic things that recently had befallen them.

>

> The woman said to herself, "Who is better able to help these poor,

> unfortunate people that I, who have had misfortune of my my own?"

> She stayed to comfort them, then went on in search of a home that

> had never known sorrow. But wherever she turned, in hovels and in

> other places, she found one tale after another of sadness and

> misfortune. She became so involved in ministering to other

people's

> grief that ultimately she forgot about her quest for the magical

> mustard seed, never realizing that it had, in fact, driven the

> sorrow out of her life.

>

> =============================================

>

> "Oh Divine Master, grant that I may not

> so much seek to be consoled as to console "

>

> JAI MAA !