A Classic Tale of a House and a Carpenter
May 4, 2016 frcadmin
Nestled upon a rather large stretch of beach on the Atlantic Coastline sat an attractive house. Its precious two story frame, covered in elegant windows faced the white sandy beach with a sort of false confidence. Your house was painted to near perfection and all indications pointed to its construction being flawless. Every window was placed with an intention, every door positioned right, every porch had a meaning, and every angle correctly set so the sun would cast immaculate shadows. It was and is the envy of all the other houses on that particular strip of beach. Although they would not openly admit such a thing, but their jealous exteriors were exceptionally easy to perceive.
The interior was just as perfect, actually it absolutely was even more beautiful. The layout was grand, as if it demanded the minds of a thousand architects. The walls led in an elegant fashion passing souls in and out of spacious, luxurious rooms. Expensive furniture and fixtures adorned every square inch, items so rare they cannot be purchased any store. The paint coordinated and pleased all moods, allowing for smiles every 2nd, every day. No other house compared, no house would ever compare.
One day, per day that was no more special than other, a humble, modest carpenter traveled across the sands toward the house. No one knows why he was walking such a path that day, but non-e the less his footprints do not lie. The carpenter had an easy method about himself, not specially great at any skill attributed to the typical handyman. Nevertheless , his work was of the very important kind and often went unnoticed with the sting that only comes with a not enough appreciation. Most would inform you the carpenter is naive, foolish if you will, but he knew what was going on, he knew to well what was going on. The carpenter often wished the phrase, "ignorance is bliss" would drape it self upon him. He wasn't that lucky, or maybe that he was that lucky. Luckily and especially for this house, he understood his duty was more important that any gratitude. So , that he continued to travel the lands, letting an unseen force guide the path of his worn feet.
He was taken aback by the angelic qualities found inside the house. Such work he had never seen before or at least in this complete form. Glimpses and pieces, yes he had seen before, but never assembled in such a way as this. The carpenter had to simply take his time exploring the interior for there were so many crowded around. Some were conversing, other relaxing, and a great many were dancing. People who were dancing had audacious looks in their eyes, which went well with the sparkle of their wine glasses. It took the carpenter hrs to fully enjoy every aspect of your home. At times he was very nearly pushed out the door, for the partying nearly drove him to start his travels once again. But such a house is so rare; it was worth enduring such trivial annoyances to experience this house.
After several walkthroughs, the house stumbled on accept the presence of the carpenter. Even though he was indeed an oddity among the other inhabitants, he found a warm spot in the house's heart, that no-one else would find. Naturally being a man of skill with timber and tools, he could not help but notice certain specifics that composed the house. As noted before, the outside and interior were constructed with near perfection. But the carpenter noticed some things that few had the courage speak on. The inspiration of the house was made of materials so foreign to all man, but not strange to the carpenter. The carpenter had never actually seen this kind of thing before, but that he knew of it. That he knew such items could only have come from a heavenly source. A power greater than all, derived from a power even greater. The house's base to the trained soul made the remainder of its features merely average amongst the pursuit of perfection. With all that being said, the carpenter noticed something else certainly not unusual. The beams, the cement, the nails, and the construction itself were constructed poorly. It was a wonder how the house was standing, much less able to support the vast number of occupants that danced upon its floors. The house had everything except the proper craftsmanship, which could only be sought from the earthly realms it sat upon.
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