There was a man who
had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So
he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a
great distance away.
The first son went
in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest
son in the fall. When they had all gone and come back, he called them together
to describe what they had seen. The first son said that the tree was ugly,
bent, and twisted. The second son said no it was covered with green buds and
full of promise. The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms
that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing
he had ever seen.The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe
and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.
The man then
explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but
only one season in the tree's life. He told them that you cannot judge a tree,
or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the
pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the
end, when all the seasons are up.If you give up when it's winter, you will miss
the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your
fall.
Moral: Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest.
Don't judge life by one difficult season. Persevere through the difficult
patches and better times are sure to come some time or later.
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