Loving means giving
Two brothers worked a family farm, sharing produce and profit. One was
married, and the other wasn’t.
One day the single brother said to himself: ‘It’s not fair that we
should share the produce equally. I’m alone, but my brother has a family
to support’. So at night he took a sack of grain from his bin, crept over
the field between their houses, and dumped it into his brother’s bin.
Meanwhile, his brother has a similar idea, and said: ‘It’s not right
that we should share the produce equally. I have a family whereas my brother
is all alone’. So at night he took a sack of grain from his own bin, and
quietly dumped it into his brother’s bin.
This went on for several years. Each was puzzled how his supply never
dwindled. One night they bumped into each other in the dark. When they
realised what had been happening, they dropped the sacks, and embraced each
other.
Suddenly a voice from heaven said: ‘Here I will build my temple. For where
people meet in love, there my presence shall dwell.
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