Seed, not saplings

Once a woman had a strange dream.

She dreamt that a new, big, beautiful store had opened in the main square of her town. She entered to look around at the goods offered. To her amazement, she saw God standing behind the counter, waiting for customers.

“You!?” the woman croaked. “How come You, Lord God, are in my small town, and even in a store?”

“How so – how come I?” God said with a smile. “Am I not everywhere? Why then could I not be in your town, and right behind the counter!?”

“What are You selling?” the astonished woman dared to ask.

“Everything your heart desires,” was the answer.

Gradually the woman regained her composure from the surprise and thought:

“Since that’s the case, I will only ask for the best things. Things that are not usually available, especially not in other stores.”

She said aloud: “I would gladly buy peace of mind, love, happiness, wisdom, and freedom from worries.”

And quickly added: “But not just for myself, for all people on Earth.”

God was smiling. “I believe you may have misunderstood me, my dear. We do not sell seedlings here, only seeds.”

Tales of wisdom, Vesna Krmpotić
Selected by: Vesna Perhat