A Life Led by Fear, Will Lose the Chance to Love
Once upon a time, a boy and his father went walking in the woods. The boy loved this. He loved the woods and he loved spending time with his father. They would walk for hours, hand in hand, amidst the trees, crossing bridges over bubbling brooks, sometimes looking up to see the sun peering cheerfully through the thick forest’s hair.
One day, the boy and his father were enjoying one of their walks through the woods, but the cheerful sun had disappeared and quickly been replaced by glowering rain clouds and the the flash of untamed electricity. The boy was scared and began to cry out in terror, but the father quickly took him in his arms and ran through the woods faster than the boy thought possible. Under the shelter of a cave, they sought refuge while the storm thundered overhead. The boy clung to his father, who comforted him greatly, but the fear still gripped his young body.
“Yes, my son.”
“Will you always be here for me?”
The father smiled with warm certainty.
“My son,” he said, “I will always be with you, even when I am no longer able to hold you in my arms. Storms will come and fear will swell up in you, but if you remember love, you will never be without me. One day, you will be able to give that love to another.”
The boy did not completely understand his father, but a feeling of complete reassurance wrapped itself firmly around him. He was comforted, and his fear began to fade.
Suddenly, as if the sun’s familiar glow had never left the heavens, rays of light shone through the once cloudy sky, now replaced with a tapestry of celestial blue. The boy and his father emerged back into the world, hand in hand once more. Fear no longer divided the boy from the life he was learning to love, and as the Father grasped his tiny palm, he began to realize his potential for compassion.