A Miser had buried his gold in a secret place in his garden. Every day he went to the spot, dug up the treasure and counted it piece by piece to make sure it was all there. He made so many trips that a Thief, who had been observing him, guessed what it was the Miser had hidden, and one night quietly dug up the treasure and made off with it.
When the Miser discovered his loss, he was overcome with grief and despair. He groaned and cried and tore his hair.
A passerby heard his cries and asked what had happened.
"My gold! O my gold!" cried the Miser, wildly, "someone has robbed me!"
"Your gold! There in that hole? Why did you put it there? Why did you not keep it in the house where you could easily get it when you had to buy things?"
"Buy!" screamed the Miser angrily. "Why, I never touched the gold. I couldn't think of spending any of it."
The stranger picked up a large stone and threw it into the hole.
"If that is the case," he said, "cover up that stone. It is worth just as much to you as the treasure you lost!"
MOral: A possession is worth no more than the use we make of it.
Reflection: There comes a time when we treasure a thing so much and because of this, we prefer not to make use of it and reserve for another time when it is already worth it. But we don't know that as day pass by without using it, we lost the opportunity to enjoy the usage of that treasured object.
The importance of a treasured object does not lay on how long you keep it safe and unused, its the matter on how you use and enjoy it as a reward to yourself.
Reflection: There comes a time when we treasure a thing so much and because of this, we prefer not to make use of it and reserve for another time when it is already worth it. But we don't know that as day pass by without using it, we lost the opportunity to enjoy the usage of that treasured object.
The importance of a treasured object does not lay on how long you keep it safe and unused, its the matter on how you use and enjoy it as a reward to yourself.
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