The CarpenterSep 6th, 2005 | By Ian Poulton | Category: Sermons
Trying to find something to say every Sunday is not always easy. I have spent seven years in the parish, which is a small community, and they have heard all my stories at least once. The hardest part is trying to find something to say to young people. We have a children’s talk every Sunday as part of our morning worship and young people are much sterner critics. There is lots of material on the Net, but often it is not usable in our context â our kids are very sophisticated!
One website is excellent â sermons4kids.com â last week it had a very suitable story. Children’s talks are a very useful vehicle for saying things to adults. Irish people can keep grudges for generations; here was a story to help us think about grudges and forgiveness.
Once upon a time, there were two brothers. Their father had a large farm and when he became too old to work, he called his sons to him. “I am too old to work anymore,” he said. “I will divide my farm in half and give each of you one half. I know that you will always work together and will be good friends.”
When the brothers first started farming on their adjoining farms, they were the best of friends and would share everything together. Then, one day there was an argument between the two brothers and they stopped speaking to one another. For many years, not a word was spoken between them.
One day, one of the brothers was at his house when a carpenter came to his door and said, âI would like to do some work. Do you have any work that I can do?â? The brother thought for a moment and then replied, âI would like for you to build a fence on my property. Build it down near the stream there that separates my farm from my brother’s. I don’t want to see my brother any more and I would like for you to build a high fence there please. I’m going into town and I’ll be back this evening.
When he came back that evening, he was shocked to see that the carpenter had not followed his instructions. Instead of building a high fence there, he had built a bridge over the stream. The man walked down to take a look at the bridge, and as he did, his brother walked toward him from the other side. His brother said, âAfter all the terrible things I’ve done to you over the years, I can’t believe that you would build a bridge and welcome me back.â? He reached out to his brother and gave him a big hug.
The brother then walked back up to his farmhouse to talk to the carpenter. âCan you stay?â? he asked. âI have more work for you to do.â? The carpenter answered, âI’m sorry but I can’t stay. I have to go, for I have many other bridges to build.â?