The attitude towards our parents when we step into our own 40s. (Few Life Inspiring Words-4)

Dear Mr.Bobby,
I am sending u an eye opening & heart warming post .A wake up call for all.This story reminds me that childeren are being molden at home.They imitate what they observe,what they see and hear,and are likely to remember and follow what adults do.So let us be a good role models to our kids,and to the young ones around us.

A STORY WITH WISDOM-A WOODEN BOWL.

A frail old man went to live with his son,daughter-in-law, and foue year grandson.The oldman\'s hands trembled,his eyesight was blurred,and his step faltered.The family ate together at the table.But the elderly grandfather\'s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult.Peas rolled off his spoon into the floor.When he graped the glass,milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law become irritated with the mess."WE MUST DO SOMETHING ABOUT FATHER" Said the son."I\'ve had enough of his spilled milk,noisy eating,and food on the floor\'\'So husband and wife set a small table in the corner.There grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed their dinner together.
Since grandfather had broken a dish or two,his food was served in a wooden bowl.When the family glanced in grandfather\'s direction,sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.Still ,the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four-year-old watched it all in silence.One evening before supper,the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor.He asked the child sweetly,\'\'WHAT U ARE MAKING?\'\' Just as sweetly,the boy responded,\'\'Oh I AM MAKING A LITTLE BOWL FOR U AND MAMA TO EAT YOUR FOOD IN WHEN U GET OLD\'\'The four year old smiled.

The words so struck the parents that they were speechless.Then tears started to stream down their cheeks.Though no word was spoken,both knew what must be done.That evening the son took his father\'s hand and gently led him back to the family table.For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with his family.And for some reason,neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped,milk spilled,or tablecloth soiled.

Regards,
RAFIQ JAVAID.

Dear Mr.Bobby,
Your recent post is great artical of vital importance,and highly useful.Thanks tons for the article.
Regarding wooden bowl story,your comments are highly appriciale and based on facts.I am really greatful and thankful for your detailed comments with a lot of love.

I am sending you another inspirational story for perusal and further necessary action please.

It is a cold day in december.A little boy about 10 years old was standing before a shoe store,barefooted,peering through the window,and shivering with cold.A lady approached the boy and said\'\'My little fellow,why are you looking so earnestly in that window?\'\'

\'\'I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes,\'\'was the boy reply.

The lady took him by the hand and went into the store and asked the clerk to get a half dozen pairs of socks for the boy.She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel.He quickly brought them to her.She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and,removing her gloves,knelt down,washed his little feet,and dried them with towel.

By this time the clerk had returned with the socks.Placing a pair upon the boy\'s feet,she then purchased him a pair of shoes,and tying up the remaining pair of socks,gave them to him.She patted him on the head and said\'\'No boubt,my little fellow,you feel more comfortable now?\'\'

As she turned to go ,the astonished lad caught her by the hand,and looking up her face,with tears in his eyes,answered the question with these words;\'\'Are you God\'s wife?\'

Regards,

RAFIQ JAVAID.