THE HERO
Once there were two countries, one called the land of Bliss, the other the land of Woe. Between these two regions flowed a swift, wide and dangerous river in which many had lost there lives trying to cross.
One day, there came a man who so loved the people that he announced he had come to place a rope from one bank of the river to the other in order that others might cross safely
Tying a rope to a tree and taking the other in his hand, he plunged into the current to battle the waves. Unfortunately, hunters thinking him to being a struggling animal, shot and mortally wounded him. Still he managed to fasten the rope to a tree on the opposite side of the river before vanishing beneath the rapids.
Marveling at this, the people began to worship him although few people tried to cross the river themselves. Public speakers preached that the Hero had died to save others and that by believing in and praising him, they would go effortlessly to the land of Bliss when they died.
Listening sadly, the spirit of the Hero Whispered, "My brothers you have been mistaken, for verily I had lived to save you. But you have forgotten the rope, for this end did I come and no other. Although I am near to encourage and inspire, I cannot carry you across the river by myself, no matter how much you implore me to."
But the prayers and the adulation's of the people were too loud for the voice of the Hero to be heard.......
Once there were two countries, one called the land of Bliss, the other the land of Woe. Between these two regions flowed a swift, wide and dangerous river in which many had lost there lives trying to cross.
One day, there came a man who so loved the people that he announced he had come to place a rope from one bank of the river to the other in order that others might cross safely
Tying a rope to a tree and taking the other in his hand, he plunged into the current to battle the waves. Unfortunately, hunters thinking him to being a struggling animal, shot and mortally wounded him. Still he managed to fasten the rope to a tree on the opposite side of the river before vanishing beneath the rapids.
Marveling at this, the people began to worship him although few people tried to cross the river themselves. Public speakers preached that the Hero had died to save others and that by believing in and praising him, they would go effortlessly to the land of Bliss when they died.
Listening sadly, the spirit of the Hero Whispered, "My brothers you have been mistaken, for verily I had lived to save you. But you have forgotten the rope, for this end did I come and no other. Although I am near to encourage and inspire, I cannot carry you across the river by myself, no matter how much you implore me to."
But the prayers and the adulation's of the people were too loud for the voice of the Hero to be heard.......
