"These wise words were placed on the page of a newly acquired friend. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did."
There was an Indian Chief who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So separately he sent them on a quest, to look at a pear tree that was a great distance away. The first son went in the Winter, the second in the Spring, the third in Summer,
and the youngest son in the Fall. When all returned from their quest, he called them together to describe what they had seen. The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted. The second son said, 'no', it was covered with green buds and full of promise. The third son disagreed, he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful. It was the most graceful thing he had ever seen. The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and filled with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.
The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had
each seen but only one season in the tree's life. He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season. That a person's true essence comes from
life, and can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up. If you give up when it's Winter, you will miss the promise of Spring, the beauty of Summer, the fulfillment of Fall.
Moral: Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don't judge life by one difficult season. Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come.
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