In
my village, there was a rich farmer. He was rich in almost every way, but was
very upset. His estate was worth
millions. He owned houses, land, farm house and cattle. But though on the
outside he had it all, he was very unhappy on the inside. His wife was growing
old, and the couple was childless. He had always wanted a little boy to carry
on the family legacy. Miraculously, his wife became pregnant in her later
years, and she gave birth to a little boy.
The
boy was severely handicapped, but the man loved him with his whole heart. When
the boy was five, his mother died. The father drew closer to his special son.
At age 13, the boy's birth defects cost him his life and the father died soon
after from a broken heart. He was clever man however there was not will found. He
had a loyal friend who was also the lawyer. Relatives tried different tactics
to grab the property. The case went to the court. Court ordered that the estate
to be auctioned and trust to be formed as there was no closed relative who
would be eligible to get all the property.
The
estate was auctioned before hundreds of bidders from different areas of
district. The first item offered was a painting of the boy. No one bid. They
waited like vultures for the riches. Finally, the poor housemaid, who helped
raise the boy and loved him, offered 50 bucks for the painting and easily took
the bid. To everyone's shock, the auctioneer ripped a hand written will from the
back of the picture. This is what it said: "To the person who thinks
enough of my son to buy this painting, to this person I give my entire
estate." The auction was over. The greedy crowd & relatives walked
away in shock and dismay. However relatives again went to the court.
Handwriting expert validated that the handwriting was of the farmer. Finally
court granted the will was legal. The Poor
maid became rich.
How
many of us have sought after what we thought were true riches only to find out
later that our Father was prepared to give us His entire estate if we had only
sought after His Son alone?
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