Sharing the Savior’s Story
How Much is Enough? I
An old Japanese parable tells of a man by the name of Tasuku, a poor
man who scrimped out a livelihood by cutting blocks of stone from the
base of a mountain. One day a well-dressed prince passed by. Tasuku
envied the prince and wished that he could have the kind of security
that a prince’s wealth could offer. If he had that security, Tasuku
reasoned, he could truly be thankful. According to the legend, Tasuku’s
wish was heard and he was miraculously made a prince.
Tasuku, for the first time in his life, felt secure. He had guards.
He had an army. He could give thanks. That secure feeling lasted … not
more than a few hours. It lasted until the sun came out, and with great
intensity beat down upon Tasuku’s guards and army. Soon his men
were suffering from the heat and falling by the wayside. Tasuku no longer
felt secure. He could not give thanks. No, he wanted to be secure and
strong like the sun. His wish was heard.
Tasuku became the sun. He could dry up the fields, scorch the crops,
send folks searching for shade. Tasuku was secure; now he could give
thanks. But then a storm cloud covered him. He became sad. He made another
wish, was granted another change. He became a great cloud, having the
power to send storms and floods upon the land.
Now, Tasuku was secure. Now he could be thankful. But his time of thanksgiving
was interrupted when he saw a mountain had remained untouched by his
storms. So Tasuku wished and became the mountain.
Now he was secure. Now he could give thanks. He could be thankful forevermore.
And he was … until he felt the chisel of a simple stonecutter chipping
at his base. Tasuku never found thanksgiving because he never found security
for his heart.
Excerpt from The Lutheran Hour broadcast of: November 23, 2003