Once upon a time, in a land far away, there was a young, very self established young prince. He was blessed with the wisdom of the ancients’ and had the wondrous ability to do all things well. Soon after his 21st birthday his father, the King, established him as Coordinator of His Mighty Kingdom. “My son does all things well,” the King proclaimed. “It is my dream that all of my faithful subjects become as he is today. Go, my son.. Share what you have been given to everyone you see!”
And the crowd roared! Everyone was filled with the desire to live into the dreams of the King.
Many years came and went. The Father rarely saw his son. And, when he did, he looked haggard, empty – unlike the joyful young man whom he had consecrated years before. In addition, and contrary to his Father’s desire, the Kingdom had begun to shrink. Ponds dried up, illnesses and plagues savaged the land, and the dragons were spawning everywhere.
“My young Prince,” the King questioned. “What is happening to my Kingdom? I left it in your most capable hands and yet I have yet to see my dream established in the hearts of my faithful subjects.”
“Alas, my Father,” the young Prince said, “If it be not for the servants of your Kingdom, I would have had the whole land alive with the joy of your dream.”
“What?” the King questioned. “Tell me more.”
The weary Prince drew closer to his Father’s throne. “Your servants are slow to learn, O Father. They aren’t as gifted as you and I are and thus cannot adequately fulfill the noble task of fulfilling your dream. Thus, O Father, I have taken it upon myself to do all things – without delegating the tasks to other, more menial folk. In this way, we can be sure that the dream of the King will be done decently and in order, made perfect under my most adequate hands.”
At this the King grew sad. Later that night he looked from his bedroom window across the rolling hills of his Kingdom. The sun was setting and the sparse flickering embers of lighted fires began spotting the hills. He heard the bleating of sheep, the barking of a dog, the sounds of children laughing and singing simple songs of the Kingdom., and...
O, how he longed that everyone in the Kingdom could be given the chance to live His dream.
Matthew 28:19
