{"id":25996,"date":"2015-02-14T13:14:58","date_gmt":"2015-02-14T11:14:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/copticocc.org\/site\/?p=25996"},"modified":"2017-04-06T10:35:31","modified_gmt":"2017-04-06T08:35:31","slug":"%d9%85%d9%82%d8%a7%d9%84-%d8%b9%d9%86-%d8%a7%d9%84%d8%ad%d9%8a%d8%a7%d8%a9-65-%d8%b5%d8%a7%d8%ad%d8%a8-%d8%a7%d9%84%d9%83%d9%8a%d8%b3-%d8%a7%d9%84%d9%8a%d9%88","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/copticocc.org\/en\/%d9%85%d9%82%d8%a7%d9%84-%d8%b9%d9%86-%d8%a7%d9%84%d8%ad%d9%8a%d8%a7%d8%a9-65-%d8%b5%d8%a7%d8%ad%d8%a8-%d8%a7%d9%84%d9%83%d9%8a%d8%b3-%d8%a7%d9%84%d9%8a%d9%88\/","title":{"rendered":"On Life 65 \u2013 The Owner of the Bag \u2013 February 14, 2015"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u00a0 \u00a0When this story reached me, I thought of sharing it for contains a lot of lessons which, if we learn, will impact our stances and reactions.<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0He always drove his luxurious car. I had to greet him: for I used to work as a guard in his palace. However, he never exchanged the greeting! It came to pass that he saw me once picking a bag that contained some food. However, he gave me a cold, heedless look. On the following day, I found a bag in the same place. Yet, the food therein was untouched. I did not care, for I was happy. I took it. Every day, I used to find the bag full of legumes and household stuff and I would take it happily. My wife, children and I kept wondering about the person who always forgot such a bag.<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0One day, I felt there was something strange in the palace. I got to know that the owner passed away. Many people came on that day. Yet, the worst thing was that I did not get every day\u2019s bag. I thought someone else took it. Days elapsed. No bag was left, which affected us negatively. I considered asking the heiress of the palace for a raise. When I spoke to her, she asked me, \u201cHow come your salary sufficed? You\u2019ve not complained for the past two years. What happened?\u201d<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0I decided to tell her about the bag which satisfied most of our needs. When she heard the story, she asked when I ceased to find the bag. I answered it happened after the master\u2019s death. As I answered, I realized that the bag ceased to be there immediately after the man\u2019s death. I looked at the lady, only to find her tearful. I felt sorry and told her that I did not want any salary increase and I would continue working. But her words surprised me, \u201cI was looking for the owner of the seventh bag. I\u2019ve found him! My husband never told me who the owner of the seventh bag is.\u201d Ever since, the bag was delivered to my house with the master\u2019s son. I used to thank him; but he never answered. After a while, I wanted to know the reason for his not answering. So, I thanked him loudly. So, he answered, \u201cDo excuse me, I have weak ears, just like my father!\u201d<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0Here, it is worthy to pinpoint three things. First, the palace owner never answered the guard due to his weak hearing, not his haughtiness. If you feel uncomfortable about a person\u2019s attitude, talk to him. He might have reasons you do not know. Second, some people heed our needs when we actually think they do not care about us. Yet, their hearts are actually full of love and goodness. They give us more than we need, but without attracting our attention. Third, the benevolent never stop at a certain limit. Whenever they have the means, they use it. That guard was the seventh in a chain of giving in the man\u2019s life. Maybe his life was full of other ways of charity with different people. So, do not judge hastily: days might reveal what you know not.<\/span><\/h2>\n

General Bishop<\/span><\/h2>\n

Head of the Coptic Orthodox Cultural Center<\/span><\/h2>\n

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