A king once called his subjects to a feast. He instructed the town-criers to inform the villagers on how best to qualify for all the feast will offer - Everyone should come with a size of vessel commiserate with what he intends the king to do for the him/her at the event-spot.
The ticket to the event is the vessel.
The villagers began to deliberate on the logic behind vessel: Of what essence the vessel is and which size of vessel they should go with individually. This seems tricky for some. As the people ponder, these were their thought-lines: Does the king have enough capacity to meet all their needs? What if the king decides that everyone should fill his/her vessel instead and do likewise (as he/she anticipated from the king) for the king first? Are we sure we will to go home with our vessels at the end of the day? Of what essence is the vessel to the king's feast summon? Why carry a large vessel to the feast? Are you sure the king do not want trap us in our greed?
First impression, they say, matters but the enduring impression is the last impression.
On the D-day, the villagers troop into the venue, each with his vessel and for sure with a look of doubt and uncertainty. Nobody knows what happens next or what to expect. Many of villagers have queried the king's guards on what to expect but it seems the guards were as blank on the matter as the villagers themselves.
When all for the event was set, the gates were locked and the feast commenced. It was a feast indeed as all ate to their fill whatever he/she desired until even-tide. There were enough to spare and abundant varieties. The villagers ate until they lost count of what they had eaten. It was a mega-feast that has never been seen in the history of the village. All the villagers rejoiced and had merry.
At dust, the king requested that the villagers to present their vessels for a token. Each vessel was to be filled with carats of refined gold and choice silver. Unknown to the villagers, the king has just discovered a gold mine prior to the event and decided to share some with his worthy subordinates. The people were amazed because most of them came with pocket-able cups, jugs and buckets. Only a handful few came with size-able large vessels. The king commanded that everyone's vessel be filled but no extras. Those who came with size-able large vessels were richly blessed with carats of refined gold and choice silver from the king's treasures to live on for their entire lives.
The ticket to the event is the vessel.
The villagers began to deliberate on the logic behind vessel: Of what essence the vessel is and which size of vessel they should go with individually. This seems tricky for some. As the people ponder, these were their thought-lines: Does the king have enough capacity to meet all their needs? What if the king decides that everyone should fill his/her vessel instead and do likewise (as he/she anticipated from the king) for the king first? Are we sure we will to go home with our vessels at the end of the day? Of what essence is the vessel to the king's feast summon? Why carry a large vessel to the feast? Are you sure the king do not want trap us in our greed?
First impression, they say, matters but the enduring impression is the last impression.
On the D-day, the villagers troop into the venue, each with his vessel and for sure with a look of doubt and uncertainty. Nobody knows what happens next or what to expect. Many of villagers have queried the king's guards on what to expect but it seems the guards were as blank on the matter as the villagers themselves.
When all for the event was set, the gates were locked and the feast commenced. It was a feast indeed as all ate to their fill whatever he/she desired until even-tide. There were enough to spare and abundant varieties. The villagers ate until they lost count of what they had eaten. It was a mega-feast that has never been seen in the history of the village. All the villagers rejoiced and had merry.
At dust, the king requested that the villagers to present their vessels for a token. Each vessel was to be filled with carats of refined gold and choice silver. Unknown to the villagers, the king has just discovered a gold mine prior to the event and decided to share some with his worthy subordinates. The people were amazed because most of them came with pocket-able cups, jugs and buckets. Only a handful few came with size-able large vessels. The king commanded that everyone's vessel be filled but no extras. Those who came with size-able large vessels were richly blessed with carats of refined gold and choice silver from the king's treasures to live on for their entire lives.
There were no rooms to go get a bigger vessel LATER as the gates were locked on commencement of the event!
(as written by #ObiGospelO)
