The Parable of the Dirty Castle
On the way out of San Felix going towards Upata, there is a castle called El Castillito. It is actually a motel. I had always passed by on trips admiring it's large outer walls and towers, it's flags waving in front of the entrance. I was very impressed by this structure.
One Thursday on the trip towards Fto. Ordaz I passed by and the large door of the front right wall was open, revealing the contents of the castle.
It was a dump ~ there was an old car and trash spread over the ground. A complete difference when compared with it's outside image.
At times we too build outer walls of image and appearance to satisfy our selfish desires of praise and recognition. Things are done to please and impress others, to look good and build this "image."
One day someone will open that outer wall, someone will get inside the castle and truly know you. It is my prayer that they find a beautifully organized, well-built, and effectively designed structure - one that evolves with experience and depends on an unseen power of prayer - one that has beautiful gardens of memories and open rooms of listening - one that has an outer defense from 'the world' yet inner furnishings of charity, service,and pure love.
Let us ever build the castle that the grand designer and constructor has in mind for us.
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