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See also Humility
See also Jesus
The Post Room Supplied by Andy Stovel
Walter, a young man who went to work for the largest corporation in the world. The personnel director told Walter he must start at the bottom and work his way up, so he began work in the mailroom. Walter liked his job, but often daydreamed about what it would be like to be an executive, the president, maybe even chairman of the board! One day as Walter was dividing the mail, he saw a cockroach in the corner of the room. As he walked over to step on it Walter heard a tiny voice crying out, "Don't kill me! I'm Milton the cockroach, and if you spare me I'll grant all your wishes." Walter agreed that was a good arrangement, and he spared Milton's life.
Walter's first wish was to leave the mailroom and become a vice president, so Milton granted the wish. In fact, Milton granted wish after wish until finally Walter was chairman of the board of the largest corporation in the world, with an office on the top floor of the tallest building in the world. Everyone looked up to Walter and he was very happy. Walter often said to himself, "I am Walter, and I'm at the top. No one is bigger or more important then me."
Then one day Walter heard footsteps on the roof, and went out to find a small boy on his knees, praying. "Are you praying to Walter?" he asked - after all, he was the chairman of the board of the largest corporation in the world - but the boy replied, "Oh, no. I'm praying to God," Walter was quite disturbed by this turn of events, so he returned to his office and sent for Milton the cockroach. "I have another wish," he told Milton. "I want to be like God." And so Milton granted Walter's wish.
The next day Walter was back in the mailroom.
Peter Jackson
The teacher was trying desperately to get three twelve-year-old boys to act out the part of the three kings, but with little success. When they got to the crib where the pretend baby was lying, each boy in turn showed awkwardness and embarrassment. The teacher, too, was growing more and more frustrated as she tried and tried again.
"This time," she said, "As you come and look at the baby, say something - the kind of thing people say at home when they see a baby."
The first, and the second boy just couldn't get it right.
Then came the third boy and, looking into the crib he said: "O, isn't he like his father!"
("He that has seen Me has seen the Father also.")
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