There
once was a humble muleteer who set out on a long journey through winding trails
and uneven terrain, leading two companions: a strong mule and a gentle,
hard-working donkey. Both animals were laden with heavy sacks—supplies,
provisions, and the daily burdens of travel.
For a
while, the journey was kind. The path was flat, the sun forgiving, and the
donkey bore his load quietly. He was not as strong as the mule, but he was
determined and diligent. Yet, when the road began to climb, steep and
unrelenting, the donkey’s steps grew slower. His legs wobbled beneath the
weight, and his breath came in shorter gasps.
But the
mule, proud and indifferent, looked ahead without reply. He saw only his own
burden and the long path left to walk. "It’s not my problem," he
thought.
Moments
later, with one final step, the donkey collapsed. His knees buckled, his body
gave way—and he lay still.
The
muleteer rushed to the fallen animal, heart heavy with sadness. But in the
middle of a remote mountain trail, with no help in sight, he had no choice. He
shifted the donkey’s entire load onto the mule’s back—every sack, every ounce
of weight. And after a moment of silence, he also laid atop it all the donkey’s
hide, taken as a final act of necessity.
Now the
mule stood there, bent low beneath the unbearable burden—his own load, the
donkey’s load, and the weight of what once was a living companion.
Let us be
the kind of people who make the road lighter for those walking beside us—even
if it’s just one small burden at a time.
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