Page 6 - DeSales 1977

wo friends lived on
T one alone, and the
lands —
adjoining

other with his wife
and children. They
harvested their grain
and one night the man
w ithout a fam ily awoke and
looked on his sheaves stacked
beside him. “ How good God has been
to me.” He thought, “ But my friend
with his family needs more grain than
I.” So he carried some of his store to
his friend’s field.
And the other, surveying his own
harvest, thought: “ How much I have
to enrich my life. How lonely my
friend must be with so little of this
world’s joys.” So he arose and car­
ried some of his grain and placed it
on his friend’s stack.
And in the morning when they
went forth to glean again, each saw
his sheaves undiminished.
The exchange continued until
one night in the moonlight the friends
met, each with his arms filled on the
way to the other’s field. At the point
where they met, the legend says, A
TEMPLE WAS BUILT.
ATraditional FolkTale

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