By David Lee, BCM/D Executive Director
After dinner, the children turned to Jacob and asked him to tell them a story. “A story about what?” he inquired. “A giant,” they replied.
Once there was a boy who asked his father to take him to the great parade that was to pass through the village. The father had fond childhood memories of parades and quickly agreed. Parades attract crowds.
The Father knew his son would have difficulty seeing, so he placed him on his shoulders. Few things are more spectacular than viewing a parade through the eyes of a child who is seeing it for the first time.
Soon, however, the child became prideful and mocked those around him who could not see as he could. He even said to his father, “If only you could see what I see.”
Jacob paused and looked into the children’s eyes. He continued. “What the boy did not look at was why he could see.” And then, as if Jacob had finished his story, he abruptly stopped speaking.
“Is that it,” said one disappointed little girl. “We thought you were going to tell us a story about a giant.”
“But I did,” said Jacob.
“How?” squealed the children.
“A giant,” said Jacob, “is anyone who remembers we are all sitting on someone else’s shoulders.” (The story comes from the pen of Noah ben Shea.)
Enough said! As we enjoy the parade that is passing in front of us today, let us not forget the giants on whose shoulders we sit!
Thank God for them. Thank them. Respect them. Value them.
And remember that one day, if you are obedient and faithful, someone else will be able to sit on your shoulders as the parade passes by.