White Wolf -- Gray Wolf (Parable)
There was grandfather, his little grandson often came in the evenings
to sit at his knee and ask the many questions that children ask. One
day the grandson came to his grandfather with a look of anger on his
face.
Grandfather said, "Come, sit, tell me what has happened today." The
child sat and leaned his chin on his Grandfather's knee. Looking up
into the wrinkled, nut brown face and the kind dark eyes; the child's
anger turned to quiet tears.
The boy said, "I went to the town today, with my father, to trade the
furs he has collected over the past several months. I was happy to go,
because father said that since I had helped him with the trapping, I
could get something for me. Something that I wanted.
I was so excited to be in the trading post, I have not been there
before. I looked at many things and finally found a metal knife! It
was small, but good size for me, so father got it for me."
Here the boy laid his head against his grandfather's knee and became
silent. The Grandfather, softly placed his hand on the boys raven hair
and said, "and then what happened?".
Without lifting his head, the boy said, "I went outside to wait for
father, and to admire my new knife in the sunlight. Some town boys
came by and saw me, they got all around me and starting saying bad
things. They called me dirty and stupid and said that I should not
have such a fine knife. The largest of these boys, pushed me back and
I fell over one of the other boys. I dropped my knife and one of them
snatched it up and they all ran away, laughing." Here the boy's anger
returned, "I hate them, I hate them all!"
The Grandfather, with eyes that have seen too much, lifted his
grandson's face so his eyes looked into the boy's. Grandfather said,
"let me tell you a story. I too, at times, have felt a great hate for
those that have taken so much, with no sorrow for what they do. But
hate wears you down, and does not hurt your enemy. It is like taking
poison and wishing your enemy would die. I have struggled with these
feelings many times. It is as if there are two wolves inside me, one
is white and one is grey.
The White Wolf is good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all
around him and does not take offense when no offense was intended. But
it will only fight when it is right to do so, and in the right way.
But, the grey Wolf, is full of anger. The littlest thing will set him
into a fit of temper. He fights everyone, all the time, for no reason.
He cannot think because his anger and hate are so great. It is
helpless anger, for his anger will change nothing. Sometimes it is
hard to live with these two wolves inside me, for both of them try to
dominate my spirit."
The boy, looked intently into his Grandfather's eyes, and asked
"which one wins Grandfather?"
The Grandfather, smiled and said, "The one I feed."
"A new commandment I Give unto you, That ye Love one another; as I Have
Loved you, that ye also love one another.
By this shall all men know that ye are My Disciples, if ye have Love
one to another." (John 13:34-35)
[ Author Unknown -- from chaplain777@yahoogroups.com ]
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