Two Wolves
An old Grandfather, whose grandson came to him with anger
at a schoolmate who had done him an injustice, said, "Let me
tell you a story. I too, at times, have felt a great hate
for those that have taken so much, with no sorrow for what
they do. But hate wears you down, and does not hurt your
enemy. It is like taking poison and wishing your enemy would
die. I have struggled with these feelings many times."
He continued, "It is as if there are two wolves inside me;
one is good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all
around him and does not take offense when no offense was
intended. He will only fight when it is right to do so, and
in the right way."
"But the other wolf, ah! He is full of anger. The littlest
thing will set him into a fit of temper. He fights everyone,
all the time, for no reason. He cannot think because his
anger and hate are so great. It is hard to live with these
two wolves inside me, for both of them try to dominate my
spirit."
The boy looked intently into his Grandfather's eyes and
asked, "Which one wins, Grandfather?"
The Grandfather solemnly said, "The one I feed."
Author unknown. If anyone has a proprietary interest in this
story please authenticate and I will be happy to credit, or
remove, as the circumstances dictate.
Thanks to Bill www.christianvoices.org