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The Story Of The Wooden Bowl (Author Unknown)

Friday, September 07, 2012

(Just to clarify - I didn't write this out. I've been sent this story many times in email, and have seen it elsewhere on the Internet. Many different blogs and websites have this story posted. Some add extra thoughts to the end. It's just inspirational and encouraging and thought-provoking. I've been having my own issues so it's something for me to remember and ponder as well!! Wish I had written it, but I haven't.)

"The Story Of The Wooden Bowl"
Author Unknown

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.

The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.
“We must do something about father” said the son.
“I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor”.

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner.
There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner without him.
Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was now served in a wooden bowl.

When the family glanced in Grandfather’s direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.
Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four-year-old grandson watched it all in silence.

One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with scrap pieces of wood on the floor.
He asked the child sweetly, “What are you making?” Just as sweetly, the boy responded, “Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.” The four-year-old then smiled and went back to work.

The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done.

That evening the husband took Grandfather’s hand and gently led him back to the family table.

For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither the husband or the wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.

On a positive note, I’ve learned from this story that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.

I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles 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 thing 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.

I’ve also learned that I still have a lot to learn.
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NASFKAB 9/11/2012 10:12AM

  beautiful story thanks

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1CRAZYDOG 9/9/2012 8:58AM

    What a beautiful piece. I've seen it before too. Gives you pause to learn to put on your "patience pants", doesn't it!

Thanks. I needed this today as well.

HUGS

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JANIEWWJD 9/9/2012 1:49AM

    I love this story. Thank you so much for the reminder. God bless you!!!!
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IDLETYME 9/8/2012 5:52PM

    That's a wonderful story. The point of which - we should always remember!!!
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ADRIENALINE 9/8/2012 3:39PM

    Thank goodness, this is one sin I haven't committed yet. We are celebrating my dad's 98th birthday tonite, surrounded by his children, grandchildren and great grand children.

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3016DEBRA 9/8/2012 1:15PM

  WOW...I haven't ever heard this one...it made me well up! emoticon
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PHEBESS 9/8/2012 10:31AM

    We all need to listen to the children - they instinctively know what is right.

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HOPEFULHIPPO 9/8/2012 10:26AM

    Oh I like this one :o)

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MRSCLAUS46 9/8/2012 9:01AM

    I really needed to read this today..........Thank you!
I remember an elderly church member counciling me years ago when I was despondent over family issues. She told me that my young children were watching me and learning from me and the way they saw me responding to my own parents was the way they would someday respond to me........very thought provoking as was Wooden Bowl.
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PAMNANGEL 9/8/2012 1:14AM

    Good story

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PROVERBS31JULIA 9/8/2012 12:43AM

    Keeping in mind... these aren't my words... it's from an email I read... the story shows up all over the web "Author Unknown..." Thanks for stopping by!!

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JUDYAMK 9/8/2012 12:11AM

    Thank you for posting the story of the Wooden Bowl. That is very powerful & the lessons you have learned & are now sharing is also powerful thank you for allowing us to see this all through your eyes.
Judy

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ALICIA214 9/8/2012 12:10AM

 

What a lovely blog. And filled with truth. Thank you!!!

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