The broken cup

A young monk accidentally broke a priceless cup while cleaning the temple. It had belonged to the Grand Master for 50 years. Panicking, he ran to confess.

“I'm sorry, master.” he said, bowing deeply. “I broke your favourite cup.”

The old master looked up calmly and said, “Oh, that cup was already broken.”

The young monk was confused. “But Master I just broke it.” He said.

The Grand Master smiled. “I loved that cup, but I always knew it would break one day, everything does. One day this body will grow old. One day the people I love will be gone.

One day, I too will break. So I cherish things deeply. But I hold them lightly.”

The young monk stared at the master, speechless. In that moment, he understood something far greater than forgiveness. Peace doesn't come from holding 􀆟tightly. It comes from accepting the impermanence of all things.

Or as Jesus put it, ….where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. Matthew chapter 6 verse 21

            Rev David Saunders.

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