George came from a very poor family and as a result, he swore to himself that he would somehow find a way to become a successful man. Since George’s family was always struggling with paying the bills, he dropped out of school when he was a teenager and started to work in a printing shop.
His boss saw a lot of potential in George and took him under his wing with the hopes that George would run the shop one day. George was a very eager student and worked very hard. Eventually, one thing lead to another, and he found himself with the opportunity to run a new printing shop in the expensive part of town. George eagerly accepted the position.
George had saved up enough money so he went and got himself two new suits. He figured that since he was going to be a manager, he would need to look the part. He decided to express his thanks to God for all that he had achieved so he headed to an area in town where it was said that miracles took place.
Being that George was raised in a religious home, he wore one of his suits on his visit to an outside shrine called Miracle Hill. When George arrived, he saw a young mother carrying her paralyzed son in her arms. He overheard the mother telling a monk that she brought her son to Miracle Hill with the hope that he would be able to walk.
The young mother and son walked alongside George to the shrine. Something happened which made him kneel and all of a sudden, the young boy’s foot started to move. George noticed what was happening. As his knees got closer to the ground, the young boy’s foot would shake more. It was obvious that if George knelt to the ground, the young boy would be cured.

With this realization in mind, George looked down at the ground and saw mud. His immediate thought was that he did not want his new suit to get dirty. And so he immediately stood up and with that one action, the young boy’s foot stopped shaking. The mother could not believe what was happening and George walked quickly away from the shrine.
George felt that his action was justified given the circumstances. He never felt that he had made a wrong decision. As the years passed by, whenever he would see a man in a wheelchair, he would remember that day at Miracle Hill but he still did not feel any remorse since in his mind, life was about money and not kindness.
Eventually, George married one of the most beautiful women in town. He went on to become a very successful business man. He had three children. His children were raised in wealth and lavishness and they never knew struggle like he did.
Business was doing very well for decades until a new man came to town who was even more successful than George. This wealthy new business man was named Michael. Michael, unlike George, had a very positive reputation wherever he went. No one ever talked much about him except to say that he was a generous and kind man. No one ever said that about George. However, George for most of his life did not care what people though about him but in his older age, he had begun to rethink some of his choices.
By this time, George’s three sons also were involved in running all of the businesses that he had created. The sons suggested to their father that they invite Michael to their home with the hopes that maybe they could negotiate some type of deal from which all would benefit.
George agreed and so they went about setting up a party so that everyone could meet Michael. The party was held in George’s mansion and everyone was looking forward to Michael’s arrival.
Michael arrived on time and to the surprise of everyone, he was in a wheelchair. People did their best to conceal their shock and eventually due to the fact that many people were feeling more relaxed, one of George’s sons asked Michael about how he became a successful business man.

Michael said it started with an event that had taken place when he was a young boy. His mother, who was a very religious woman, had taken him to Miracle Hill with the hope of his paralysis being cured. When they arrived, there was a young man in a nice suit who was walking alongside of them.
The young man had started to kneel to the ground and as he kneeled, Michael recalled how his foot had started to shake. He remembered how he thought his paralysis would be cured if that young man had knelt in the mud. Michael said that instead of kneeling down fully, the young man immediately stood up and walked away.
Michael said he could not understand why that man did not kneel in the mud. He went on to say that his mother cried for days afterward and he did feel some anger towards that young man. However, as he thought more about what had happened, it occurred to him that the young man was in more pain than he for he chose not to help another in need. So he swore to himself that he would always be of service to others and that all his actions would be based with the desire to help those in need.
George heard Michael tell his story and he immediately felt sick in his stomach. For he knew that he was the young man in Michael’s story. What made him feel even worse was that his sons had not seen the point of the story for when Michael was done talking, all they did was laugh.
For the first time in his life, George felt sadness for his actions. He realized that Michael was a better man than himself and for a brief moment he wished that Michael was his son because he was noble and kind while his children were spoiled brats. George then realized that his children had followed in his footsteps to some degree because he knew that he always was more focused on money than on kindness.
Since the house was full of people, George walked outside so that he could clear his head. As he walked, his eyes filled with tears over what had become of his life. His mind kept recalling Michael’s words and with each step, he began to feel sincere remorse over the fact that he had not kneeled in the mud.

He regretted that his life was not rooted in compassion but rather in greed. With each thought, George felt more alive and he decided to just keep walking. Eventually, he found himself in front of the monastery that was located next to Miracle Hill.
He asked the monks if he could take care of the property in exchange for living at the monastery. They agreed and when they asked him his name, he told them his middle name.
Every morning when George would pray at the shrine, the monks found him in tears asking God for forgiveness. George would spend the rest of his life working at Miracle Hill. As for his family, he divorced his wife and left the corporate empire he had created.
One morning, the monks found George lying dead in the mud. In the donation box was a check from a bank account that George had kept through the years unbeknownst to anyone at the monastery.
By the end of the day, all in the nearby town knew of George’s passing. With the money that George had left, the monks renovated the shrine and on the ground where George’s body had laid, they placed a special stone with his name honoring his generous gift.
George went on to be known as the business man who became a saint. His story was told to show that it is never too late to correct a mistake.
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What a powerful story. Thank you! I absolutely agree–it is never too late to correct a mistake. Even if the person you’ve wronged is unaware. Even if the person you’ve wronged is yourself. Grace is essential. And unlimited.
Hi Joy,
It is never to late to grow and learn. You are so right, grace is essential and unlimited. Sometimes human beings are not so graceful with one another but life is and that is such a blessing.
Hope all is well.
This is a great story! It’s very powerful, and moving. I think I like it especially because I spent a great deal of time being George until I became (physically and mentally) more like Michael. It was (and continues to be) a slow process…the transformation didn’t happen overnight…but I’m working on it
.-= Jay Schryer´s last blog ..The Perfectionism Myth =-.
Hi Jay,
Actually, years ago while at a party, a man told the story of how he almost made a miracle happen but because of the mud, he did not want to get his suit dirty. He told the story with pride and thought he had done the right thing. I never forgot that and even though I have no idea what happened to that guy, I often wondered if he would ever realize what he had done. So this story is my wish, in a way, for what happened.
It is never too late to learn or grow. So good for you for working on yourself….that is awesome and I have no doubt that you will get to where you want to be.
Oh Nadia,
Such a life affirming story. I especially like the turning point when the realization came. Somehow its never too late to correct your wrongs. The universe is always giving us chance to change, to realize, to care. Its us who dont have open hearts and open minds to actually recognize these signs.
And like Jay….I am working on correcting my past mistakes..and on making kindness the biggest part of my life.
Thank you as always ..for such wonderful writing and such a wonderful story.
.-= Zeenat{Positive Provocations}´s last blog ..Possibilites&Individualities {Inspirational Quote} =-.
Hi Zeenat,
Thank you so much for the positive feedback. The funny thing about time is that we humans think it is finite while in the divine sense there is no time. So it is never too late to grow or to learn.
And we are all working on learning from our past experiences. It is only a mistake if we do not grow or learn from it. As for kindness being a big part of your life, I totally agree with you. The Dalai Lama says that his religion is kindness and that is a religion that I truly do beleive in and practice. By the way, you are already a very kind soul. So do not be too hard on yourself.
Hi Nadia – I guess the point is “better late than never.” And also, that it’s never really too late. George’s redemption is a powerful reminder that we always have another chance if we want it.
.-= Amanda Linehan´s last blog ..Improve Your Self Esteem =-.
Hi Amanda,
We always have a chance to make a choice to do things differently. Every second of every day is an opportunity to see life from another perspective. Nothing is set in stone….thank God! And life is what we make out of it.
Hope all is awesome and happy Sunday to you!
Nadia,
What a beautiful story. Thank you for your blessed reminder this morning that change, healing, repairing our past wrong doings is ALWAYS possible! This is the act/art of t’shuvah ( return) in Judaism…I love as I know you do too, the way all spiritual paths join together, cris- cross and offer the same teachings in exactly the words that the Holy Blessed One knows will speak to our hearts.
xoxox
Laura
Hi Laura,
I was just thinking about you this morning and here you are! Thank you so much for all the kind words. You are so right, it is so beautiful to see the way all spiritual paths join together and teach the same concepts in a way that speaks to our hearts and souls.
Whenever I see that happening, it brings tears to my eyes. We truly are all one but we get so caught up in the illusion of separation that it prevents us from seeing the unconditional love that is everywhere. Love is the heartbeat of the Universe, not fear.
Love and hugs to you too!
I enjoyed reading this, and it brought to mind a conundrum I’ve seen some of my friends face. I have one friend, in particular, who is very poor yet (used to be) extremely spiritual. He doesn’t like being poor, but vowed years ago to serve the world as best he could, charging little in return for his services (he’s a gifted psychic). As time went on, he began to resent being poor and started seeing less and less business coming in (funny timing, or is it?), and now has given up serving altogether. Instead, he’s just very ill, resentful and on the brink of self-destruction.
So while I understand that spirituality involves a measure of selflessness, I’m not sure I buy into the idea that to be truly spiritual, one must be poor. Yet I see people who purport that theory. I believe generosity is a keystone to spiritual expansion – giving freely what we have so that others may benefit, so long as we, ourselves, are not badly harmed.
Such an interesting story (your post), and it has the wheels in my mind spinning around.
Thank you, Nadia!
.-= Megan “JoyGirl!” Bord´s last blog ..Love Leaves Again =-.
Hi Megan,
Your conundrum is one that has been part of the spiritual path for years. Many people do think being spiritual means not having money or being poor. I have no idea how that idea came to be and I personally do not buy into it either. Money is just energy. So the energy with which we qualify it determines our experience with it.
The Universe does provide but it will provide more easily based on the energy with which we do things. For example, I have a friend who truly has never done anything for money. He was offered a salary of a million a year but turned it down because he knew it was a job that he did not love. So instead, he did what he loved and I swear to you, the guy has never had money problems.
He even has not charged people for his services when they could not afford it. People thought he was crazy but he said life would provide it in other ways and it did. When I asked him about it, he told me “Buddha provides, just do what you love and trust in the Universe.”
So I think it all goes back to intention. As for how this relates to the story, George wanted to repent for not helping another and he no longer was fulfilled by his life path so that is why he switched paths. It had nothing to do with the concept of thinking poverty meant sprituality, it was more based on the idea of being of service in a way that he felt would make up for his past error.
Awesome story, once again, Nadia. It’s definitely never too late. I’m intrigued also by Megan’s comment about her spiritual friend. I’ve been considering this same issue lately… just how poor does one need to be to be truly selfless? Or, looked at another way, how much can one accumulate without seeming materialistic and non-spiritual? I don’t expect an answer, I just think it’s amazing (for me) that Megan’s comment revolves around that conflict.
Thanks for another thought-provoking post, my dear!
.-= Lisis´s last blog ..Posting at Porsidan: What Lies Beneath Perfectionism =-.
Hi Lisis,
That is cool how you were thinking about the same subject as Megan. Personally, I think society has created that conflict. I mean…no where does it state a person has to poor in order to be selfless. You can be rich and be a saint. The purpose of this story has nothing do in so much with the money as much as it has to do with the idea of correcting a past mistake. George changed paths for he felt his life was empty and he wanted to make up for his past of not bringing about a miracle. While Michael, became rich while doing his best to help others.
I think it boils down to the individual. Life is what you make out of it. You can be poor and be extremely self-absorbed. You can be rich and be poor in spirit. Money has nothing to do with it….what matters more is what is in the heart. Human beings attach so much significance in labels, it causes so many problems. And this subect is one of those example.
Money is energy. It does not determine someone’s value or spiritual merit.
Do you know if this is a true story or a fiction? Just wondering. Kind of like A Christmas Carol.
Never too late, yes. And for some in the next life, or lives as some believe? Everyone hopefully eventually will see the light, one way or another.
.-= Jannie Funster´s last blog ..Kelly’s First Halloween =-.
Hi Jannie,
I was at a party years ago where a guy told about how he almost made a miracle happen but because of the mud, he did not want to get his suit dirty. So that did actually happen….the almost miracle part. The rest of it I made up. When that man told the story at the party he said it with pride and seemed to think that his actions were pretty justified. I have often wondered what became of that guy and so the rest of the story is my imagination.
And I agree with you…eventually, we will all see the light one way or another. May it be sooner than later.
That’s a great point, Nadia… that what matters is the intention. When it is in the right place, the Universe will always provide what we need (even if it isn’t exactly in the form we imagined).
I definitely believe it is never too late to correct mistakes, and we should always make the effort to do so when we realize what is right.
Hi Lisis,
Thank you so much for replying back. Intention is so important because it is the energy with which we do things and inevitably that energy seeps into the actions. The Universe can never be cheated….we may try but in the end, everything has a cause and effect. Intention is the driving force and we need to be so aware of it.
And yay for it never being to late to correct our mistakes. As I often say on here, a mistake is only a mistake if we do not learn from it.
You are a powerful story teller, Nadia. And I agree that it is never too late to change our ways though the initial resistance is often arduous in the beginning. But once we open our minds to the importance of the change and the positive difference it will make in our lives and the lives of others, the transition phase will be considerably easier.
.-= Tim´s last blog ..Why You Shouldn’t Resort To Revenge—Even On People Who Deserve It =-.
Hi Tim,
Thank you for the kind words. You are so right, often the initial step of deciding to change is the hardest part. I truly believe that once we are aware of why we do what we do, then the rest of the journey becomes relatively easier. So often we have no clue that there is another way but once we do, it is amazing the possibilities that confront us.
What sometimes can frighten me is that we might not even notice our hesitation to kneel in the mud, like those people who talk about it but not see what they have not done.
We sometimes seem so self absorbed.
However when we do notice, we do not have to live with those bad mistakes for ever, forgiveness is all it takes and then acting differently based on that experience.
This is a lovely story about hope and forgiveness and that the doors to possibilities are always open.
However it is hard to imagine that I too might have in me to not kneel when it could make such a difference to others, hmm.
THAT is actually what this story made me realize, I will be more alert.
Thanks Nadia, that is something to chew on, hugs Wilma.
.-= Wilma Ham´s last blog ..Intimacy and sponsorship happen through listening; how well do we listen? =-.
Hi Wilma,
You are welcome and thank you for always being so open in sharing your views. I love it.
Years ago, I was at a party where a man was telling the story of how he almost made a miracle happen but because of the mud, he did not want to dirty his suit. He told the story with pride which struck me as strange. What was even stranger was that no one else mentioned anything about how stupid he sounded. I was very young at the time and it was not my place to say something. I was already walking on thin ince at that party since I was the rebel in the family so I always had to tone down my views.
Ironically, years later some in my family came to see that that man was a very materialistic person and I always made the joke that it was obvious from that story that he told. What took them so long since, in my mind, for someone to stand by and not help someone to me is insane. I have never really understood how people can justify watching others suffer and not do anything.
It has taken me a long time to see that not everyone is inclined to be of service to others. I think fear is a big part of that reality. If someone is constantly afraid that another human being is a threat, then the idea to of help may seem too dangerous. So truly the root of the problem is that we need less fear and more love.
Hugs back!
I like the theme that it’s never too late to correct a mistake. It’s along the lines of changing your life, at any stage of your life … the way Scrooge taught us (it’s funny how a visit by 3 ghosts in one night can make some pretty quick, dramatic changes.)
I like how George’s boss saw potential and took him under his wing. Today I was thinking about how many people get lifted up by somebody else, like a game of Chutes and Ladders. I try to lift people up where I can. We can all use some wind beneath our wings.
.-= J.D. Meier´s last blog ..Road Trip 2009 =-.
Hi JD,
It is great to see you back. I was just thinking about you yesterday. Hope all is awesome.
You are right, we all could use someone to give us a nudge up as opposed to down. And yes, ghosts sure can make someone see life from a totally different angle.
Hi Nadia!
Powerful story! I feel many layers to it. What struck me (aside from the “it’s never too late” lesson) is the fact that we really do have an impact on those we meet. It really takes being present to see how your own energy affects another. Then too, you have to be willing – willing to put your agenda aside for a moment to really be a part of the miracle in your face. Living with regret over missed opportunities is a tough road. The regrets seem to enlarge themselves over time until they are no longer a stone on the path but a huge boulder forcing you to your knees.
I love how you took a tale from your past and imagined the “rest of the story”. Fabulous writing!
.-= suzen´s last blog ..DO BE a DO BE =-.
Hi SuZen,
Thank you so much for the positive feedback about my writing. You made me smile. I am so grateful.
In my reply to Wilma, I told her how when I first heard this guy say how he did not kneel in the mud, it struck me as strange that no one said anything to him about it. The man told the story with a sense of pride which was truly weird in my mind. It has taken me a long time to realize that what prevents people from helping others is fear. I never really could relate to that because I have always felt that we are here to help one another.
I think so often we are told to be afraid of another, we forget our common humanity. So the problem on so many levels is fear as opposed to love. Love can move mountains while fear keeps us stuck in a self-imposed prison.
Nadia,
What a powerful story that cleary illustrates the difference between leading for the sake of power and fame and the leadership of service.
When we are in service to others, our lives grow exponentially. When we help others get what they want, we, in turn, get what we want.
.-= Peggy´s last blog ..Your Moment of Bliss =-.
Hi Peggy,
What goes around definitely comes around. I think when we use what we have to help others, it is making the most out of this human experience. The more we give, the more we get. The key is not to give just so you get stuff in return. But rather give because it is the right thing to do.
Hi Nadia:
Wow, what a great, powerful story! It really illustrates how inter-connected all of us really are in our lives. I have my share of regrets and your story is inspirational in the sense that we can change things no matter where we are at in our lives. It is also a reminder how important our service to others really is…no matter if we’re rich or poor. Thank you again for an awesome post and have a great day!
.-= Tim´s last blog ..Weekend Musical Diversion: Ryan Knorr =-.
Hi Tim,
Thank you so much for the positive feedback. I really appreciate it. I hope you are having an awesome day too!
It is funny…when I first heard this story being told by the guy who refused to kneel in the mud, I was floored. I could not believe how insensitive he was and what was even worse (in my mind) was that he told the story with pride. I often wondered what happened to that guy and this story is a result of all that thinking.
There is nothing wrong with having money. However, to earn money at the expense of one’s soul is not really smart. I mean…you cannot cheat the Universe. Eventually your crap catches up with you and it is never too late to correct one’s actions. Life is all about learning and so we just have to learn as much as we can.
If we leave this world having made it a better place in our own way, then I think that is an awesome life. We are not here to just get stuff but to give and spread love.
Hi Nadia,
Again, what a great story.
Lately I must been very “present” when it comes to money, as I keep stumbling across posts what are somewhat related to money. I sure I notice them because it’s on my mind.
I just read a post last night where the main jist was to be brutally honest and put it out there that you want money. I mean, she was brutal about it. I’m paraphrasing, but here words were somewhat like this, “Yes, I want money. Yes, I write this blog because I want to make money. Why the *** else would I be here? I’m a writer and I want to make a lot of money. I’m not shy about it. I want money. I need to pay my bills like everyone else.”
Well, kind of like that, anyway.
Then I read lately a book about creative people deserving money like everyone else. How, somehow in our society creativity (and spirituality) isn’t rewarded like other professions.
It has really got my mind clinkering and really thinking about where money fits into my life as well. It’s odd that I’m on the cusp of 40 and still haven’t become comfortable with money (having it or that lack of it).
Sorry about my ramble here, but I appreciate this forum and you! I also can agree with Jay. As my body changes, I am certainly tapping into new sources of awareness. I’m being as open as possible thus far and it has actually been somewhat enlightening.
Two thumbs up, Nadia!
.-= Lori´s last blog ..Jane Makes Me Feel Warm and Loving =-.
Hi Lori,
No worries…you did not ramble. I loved all that you shared with us.
It is funny that this post has brought up a lot of comments relating to money. The irony is that I wrote the post never thinking about money but rather the fact that this dude did not do what he could to bring a miracle and how in his later life he was of service to others. And by doing that service, he redeemed his past mistake.
Like I said in my previous replies, I met a guy who told me that he did not kneel in the mud to make a miracle happen. He told the story with pride which I thought was very sad. So I often thought about what happened to the guy and I guess the rest of the story is my wish that the man learned from the experience on some level.
Money is not bad. Nor is it wrong to earn it by doing something that you love. Money is a currency of exchange. It is a form of energy. How we view it and treat it determines our experience of it.
To accumulate wealth without being of service strikes me as weird. But then again, for most of my life I have always held the belief that I am here to serve and to make the world better. Not everyone has that belief and that has only come to my attention recently. So it is a shock to me but then again, if we were perfect we would not be here. So that is the reality of human life.
And yay for tapping into a new sense of awareness. That is awesome. You are a beautiful soul that shines bright and I look forward to seeing how your journey unfolds!
Pretty good imagination! A woman of many many talents you are. Are you an excellent pastry chef too?
.-= Jannie Funster´s last blog ..Baby’s First Halloween =-.
Hey Jannie,
Thank you. Takes one to know one…you are a woman of many talents too.
As for being an excellent pastry chef, that would be an awesome gig. I think it would be cool to create your own recipes. I, on the other hand, need a recipe to follow and I follow it to the letter or else it would be a disaster.
Hi Nadia,
A beautiful and illuminating story!
Forgiving others and forgiving ourselves is an important part of the journey. I’ve also found, in my experience, the forgiveness is complete when I’ve realized there never was anything or anyone to forgive. Everyone does absolutely the best that they can, in their circumstances. When they can do better, they do.
Thanks!
k
.-= Kaushik´s last blog ..Playing… =-.
Hi Kaushik,
You are welcome and thank you for the kind feedback. People definitely do what they think is the best thing to do. If they knew better, they would have done better. That is one of the many great things about life, we can grow and evolve.
Wow Nadia – all I can say is WOW!
What an incredibly powerful story. I have heard a similar one (i.e totally different circumstances, but similar message) – but I never read this one and am so glad that you shared it here with us.
What was most powerful for me here is not even the idea of forgiveness, but how some people who by society’s standards are “worse off” are some of the wealthiest people in the world. Out of the many that I have either met or heard of, they are the deeper seers, feelers, givers and doers. And that teaches me so much. It is just amazing how some people take the simplest situation and they are not only transformed by it themselves, but also transform the world.
.-= Evita´s last blog ..Evolving Being In Action: Marcomé =-.
Hi Evita,
This story is my own creation. As I have said in many of my replies, I was at a party years ago where a man told the story of how he almost made a miracle happen but how he did not want to get mud on his suit. I thought the guy was an idiot for not kneeling in the mud but for also saying the story with pride. It made a big impression on me so I often wondered what happened to that guy. The rest of the story is my imagination.
You are so right, we truly can change the world. We just have to recognize that compassion can do wonders and it always starts with us.
Nadia,
What a powerful example of how the acts behind what we pursue can make a big difference. I don’t think that money is good or bad. It just is. But, when we pursue money at the cost of all other things, we are truly getting away from that connection to something Higher. This story, on another level, takes me within myself – to question where I’m at with all of this. Not that I’m expecting to walk down the road today and heal someone, but more that am I really using acting out of compassion? Or are there people and things that I rush by, in the pursuit of my own “well-being”. (and is the “well-being” that I’m pursuing, that “right well-being”, coming from my soul?).
Nadia, this really has me thinking deeply today, thank YOU…
.-= Lance´s last blog ..The Practice of Saying Ha Ha! =-.
Hi Lance,
You are so welcome and thank you for sharing your thoughts. It is so funny to me that so many people have made a comment about money in regard to this post because it never was my intention for the story to be about money. Rather, the whole purpose of this story is that this guy had a chance to make a miracle happen but he did not because he didn’t want to get mud on his suit and how he made up for that act later in his life. So the story is not about money but rather the importance of compassion and that at any moment we can correct our previous mistakes.
Hi Nadia,
What a wonderful and very powerful story! Thank you so much for sharing it!
My heart fell when I read the part about George standing up so as not to get his pants muddy. Although it wasn’t the best or the kindest desicion, I can understand why George didn’t feel remorse for his actions. I can see how he would have thought about how hard he worked for that suit and how it was a better decision for him to walk away. I see lots of people make decisions like this everyday; we overcome somthing big from our past and suddenly we feel entitled to be a little bit (or a lot) selfish.
I am so glad he came to the conclusion later on that helping another human being is always the best decision. What a lesson in humility for all of us. Thanks again, Nadia! Now I’m off to read your latest article!
.-= Jodi at Joy Discovered´s last blog ..A Gardening Tale =-.
Hi Jodi,
Thank you so much for being so open and honest with your reaction. Your comment made me realize something about myself. I am so grateful for it as well as for all the other comments that were left by other readers and friends.
You all teach me so much.
Wow! As others have already mentioned, this is a powerful story! It’s one of the most thought compelling inspirational blogs I’ve read in a long time. I often find myself in a similar strugle. Trying to balance “looking out for myself” with “helping others in need.” One of the reasons this is a great story is that I see a little of myself in George. I don’t like it, but I can’t argue it. Greed I feel is one of my weaknesses, but I’m slowly working to fix this. Once again, fantastic story!
Hi Eric,
Thank you so much for the kind words and more importantly, for being open and honest. I think we all have our own struggles to deal with. I sure know that I have mine. Whatever the case maybe, I really think that being aware of why we do what we do, is a great achievement. Because once we are aware, we will try to do our best to overcome whatever it is that holds us back.
What a beautiful story! You’ve got me so fascinated that I read to the end!! Have you considered being a fiction writer? You can weave spiritual lessons into your novels. Can I have more stories, please?
.-= Evelyn Lim´s last blog ..Make Peace with Time =-.
Hi Evelyn,
Thank you so much for the positive feedback about my writing. You are so kind. As for having more stories, I hope that I can fulfill that request.
Wonderful story Nadia, thanks for sharing that. Time reminds us that mistakes are just that mis-takes… so we are given another.
Hi Jon,
You are most welcome. The Universe is compassionate and always gives us another chance with every second. It is up to us whether or not we step up to the plate. And I love how you wrote mis-takes.
You really tell a good story; I was hooked and compelled to keep reading!
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Hi Janice,
Thank you so much. That means so much to me because I know how much you have a love for writing. I am humbled and touched.
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