The House With the Golden Windows
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived in a simple, small, and shabby-looking house. When she would be outside playing in the yard, she often glanced over the fence and across the valley and noticed a large house high on the hill. This house had "golden windows" that glistened every time the sun shone on it and the girl would dream about how lovely it would be to live there instead of in the ordinary house like hers.
A few years later, when the girl was a little older, her mother gave her permission to ride her bike a little further up the street. She rode up the street, across the valley, and up the hill until she reached the house, with the golden windows, that she always admired from the distance.
As she dismounted from her bike, gazing at the house, she was a bit disappointed in what she saw up close. The house was abandoned and dilapidated. The front yard was surrounded by weeds taller than herself and the "golden windows" were actually plain and dirty, reflecting only the neglect of the house.
Feeling so sad, she didn't go any further. Heartbroken over the false illusion of her dream house, she mounted her bike and headed back to her house. As she glanced up, ahead of her in the distance, there was a sight that really amazed her. Across the valley on her side of the valley was a little house and the windows glistened just as golden as the house she was just leaving. It was the sun shining on her little house.
It was then that she realized, she had been living in her "golden house" that she always dreamed of from afar. But her house was filled with love and care. It wasn't abandoned like the house she often dreamed of someday having. Instead, everything she dreamed of was right there in front of her. In reality... she WAS living her dream!
MORAL: Things aren't always greener on the other side. The way we view things aren't always how they really are. We need to appreciate the things we are given and make the most of it.
Love and Blessings!
Shalom! ~One Love~