Monday 8 February 2016

Misplaced Value

While Solomon was lying on his deathbed and the family was taking turns spending time with him, he was speaking to his young granddaughter when he suddenly smelled an all too familiar smell. Yes, it was the smell of his favorite apple pie! He thought his wife must have been baking it for him to enjoy this one last time, so he asked his granddaughter, “Would you please go ask Grandma for a slice of that Apple Pie? It smells so delicious!” She ran off to fulfill her dying Grandfather’s last wish. But a moment later, she returned empty handed. “Where’s my pie?” questioned Solomon. And his granddaughter replied, “Grandma said it’s not for now. It’s for the funeral.”

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