Wednesday, 24 May 2017

“The miser of Marseilles” I want to be.




There is a legend about many years ago, an old man who used to walk the street of that seaport town. He was called “The miser of Marseilles”. He was an object of derision throughout the whole city and even throughout the south of France, for everybody seemed to know him. Apparently, he loved nothing and had no other object than to hoard every bit of money he got hold of: for what purpose none knew.
He was hated whenever he appeared on the streets. When he died, he was so despised that only a single person attended his funeral. Then his will was read, and these were its strange terms and I quote:

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“From my infancy I noticed that the poor people of Marseilles had great difficulty inn getting water. I noticed that water, the gift of God was very dear and difficult to obtain. And when they could get that water, it was not as pure and clean as God intended it to be. Therefore, I vowed before God that I would live but for one purpose, for one end. I would save money, money, money- that I might give it to the city on one condition that a canal is built to bring fresh, pure water from yonder lake in the hills to Marseilles. That I now make possible by leaving all my hoarded wealth to this city. This is my last will and testament “.
Image result for picture of miser of marseillesTravelers in Marseilles today hear the poor people say as they drink pure, sweet water from the lake in the hills, “Ah, when the miser died, we misunderstood him, but he did it all for us”. We called him miser of Marseilles, but he was more than that; he was the savior of Marseilles”.
If human being could but learn one inescapable meaning in this write up parable, we would know the secret of how to get the most out of life which is to give the most to life. Just as they knew of the miser’s   giving selfless service to humanity, I tell you what? We all have something we can give to change the world. Life is not all about how long you live but how well you live it. Short stories are most impact than long articles. So ponder on what you will be remembered for after leaving the earth. What will posterity hold for you and me? Then we can start living and sharing the little we have with others. It is never too late to do good to people you don’t even know. Life is for the living. You are the hope to someone. Peace to the world!   

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