A man once drawn by the idea that living in quiet contemplation away from human society
Was the sure path to happiness
He wandered into the desert to become a hermit, after many days, he found a cave near a spring where he could obtain water and grow a few plants for food,
Feeling self-sufficient, he spent may idle hours in solitude. Eventually, the hours of the day seemed never to end.
His loneliness oppressed him. Feeling more wretched than holy, he cried, father God, let me die. I am weary of this life
Exhausted, he fell asleep and dreamed that an angel stood before him, saying, cut down the palm tree that grows near the spring and turns its fibers into a rope.
The hermit awoke and with great effort and many hours of toil, he felled the palm and made a coil of rope from its fibers.
Again the angel appeared to him, saying, I have seen you smiling every day as you worked. I can tell you are no longer weary of life.
Go back into the world with your rope and find employment with it. Let it remind you, toil is sweet.
Work not only benefits the mind and wallet, but the body, emotions, and soul.
Work keeps all parts of the human machine in order. Just as machines rust out faster than they wear out, so too with people.
One thing you can learn by watching the
Clock is that it passes time by keeping its hands busy.
He also that is slothful in his work is brother to him that is a great waster
Have a blessed day