❤️ Mustard Seed ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

⛪ There is a Chinese legend that tells of a lady who lived with her only son in happiness and contentment until death came and took the son's soul ❤️❤️
⛪ The lady was very saddened by her son's death, but she did not despair. Instead, she went to the village sage and asked him to tell her the necessary recipe ❤️❤️
⛪ To bring her son back to life
⛪ No matter how difficult that recipe might be ❤️❤️
⛪ The wise old man took a deep breath and pondered
⛪ Then he said: You ask me for a recipe
⛪ Well, bring me one mustard seed
⛪ On the condition that it comes from ❤️❤️
A house that has never known sorrow, and with all her might, the lady went around all the village houses searching for her goal: a mustard seed from a house that has never known sorrow
⛪ The lady knocked on a door, and a young woman opened it. The lady asked her if this house had ever known sorrow before?
⛪ The woman smiled bitterly and replied, "Has my house known anything but sorrow?" ❤️❤️
⛪ She began to tell her that her husband had died a year ago, leaving her with four daughters and sons
⛪ And no source of support except selling the house's furniture, of which only a little remained ❤️❤️❤️
⛪ The lady was very moved and tried to console her in her sorrows, and by the end of the visit, they had become friends
⛪ She did not want to let her go until she promised to visit again, as it had been a long time since she had opened her heart to someone to share her worries ❤️❤️
⛪ Before sunset, the lady entered another house with the same request, but disappointment quickly ❤️❤️❤️
⛪ Struck her when she learned from the lady of the house that her husband was very ill and she had not had enough food for her children for a while. It quickly occurred to her to help this lady
⛪ So she went to the market and bought with all the money she had food, beans, flour, and oil
⛪ And returned to the lady of the house ❤️❤️ and helped her cook a quick meal for the children and joined her in feeding them, then bid her farewell, hoping to visit her the next evening
⛪ In the morning, the lady went from house to house searching for the mustard seed ❤️❤️
⛪ Her search lasted long, but unfortunately, she did not find that house that had never known sorrow to take a mustard seed from its people ❤️❤️
⛪ And because she was kind-hearted, she tried to help every house she entered ❤️❤️
In their problems and joys
⛪ Over time, the lady became a friend to every house in the village ❤️❤️
⛪ She completely forgot that she was originally searching for a mustard seed from a house that had never known sorrow ❤️❤️
⛪ She melted into the problems and emotions of others and never realized
⛪ That the village sage ❤️❤️
⛪ Had given her the best recipe to eliminate sorrow
⛪ Even if she did not find the mustard seed she was looking for, she had already taken the magical recipe the day she entered the first house in the village
⛪ Rejoicing with the joyful and weeping with the weeping ❤️❤️
⛪ It is not just a social recipe to create an atmosphere of intimacy and integration among people ❤️❤️
⛪ It is an invitation for everyone to step out of their selfishness and private world to try to offer those around them some participation that increases their joy in times of happiness and consoles and relieves them in times of sorrow. Besides, this participation has a direct benefit for you ❤️
⛪ Not because it will take you out of your selfishness or because it will make you a beloved character, but because ❤️
⛪ It will make you a happier person than you are now
⛪ Rejoicing with the joyful and weeping with the weeping...

May God bless you all and support you all and make you happy, O Lord...

Aaaaaaamen Aaaaaaamen Aaaaaaamen

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