Guest guest Posted October 26, 2001 Report Share Posted October 26, 2001 > > GOD'S FENCE > > >> > Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into > conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by > side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a > hitch. > Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small > misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it > exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence. > One morning there was a knock on 's door. He opened it to find a man > with a carpenter's toolbox. " I'm looking for a few days work " he said. > " Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there. Could I help you? " > " Yes, " said the older brother. " I do have a job for you. Look across the > creek at that farm. That's my neighbor, in fact, it's my younger brother. > Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the > river levee and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have done this > to spite me, but I'll go him one better. See that pile of lumber curing by > the barn? I want you to build me a fence -- an 8-foot fence -- so I won't > need to see his place anymore. Cool him down, anyhow. " > The carpenter said, " I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails > and the post-hole digger and I'll be able to do a job that pleases you. " > The older brother had to go to town for supplies, so he helped the > carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day. > The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing. About > sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job. > The farmer's eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped. > There was no fence there at all. It was a bridge -- a bridge stretching > from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work --handrails > and all --and the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming across, his > hand outstretched. > " You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I've said and done. " > The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met in the > middle, taking each other's hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist > his toolbox on his shoulder. > " No, wait! Stay a few days. I've a lot of other projects for you, " said the > older brother. > " I'd love to stay on, " the carpenter said, " but, I have many more bridges > to build > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 26, 2001 Report Share Posted October 26, 2001 > > GOD'S FENCE > > >> > Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into > conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by > side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a > hitch. > Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small > misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it > exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence. > One morning there was a knock on 's door. He opened it to find a man > with a carpenter's toolbox. " I'm looking for a few days work " he said. > " Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there. Could I help you? " > " Yes, " said the older brother. " I do have a job for you. Look across the > creek at that farm. That's my neighbor, in fact, it's my younger brother. > Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the > river levee and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have done this > to spite me, but I'll go him one better. See that pile of lumber curing by > the barn? I want you to build me a fence -- an 8-foot fence -- so I won't > need to see his place anymore. Cool him down, anyhow. " > The carpenter said, " I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails > and the post-hole digger and I'll be able to do a job that pleases you. " > The older brother had to go to town for supplies, so he helped the > carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day. > The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing. About > sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job. > The farmer's eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped. > There was no fence there at all. It was a bridge -- a bridge stretching > from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work --handrails > and all --and the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming across, his > hand outstretched. > " You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I've said and done. " > The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met in the > middle, taking each other's hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist > his toolbox on his shoulder. > " No, wait! Stay a few days. I've a lot of other projects for you, " said the > older brother. > " I'd love to stay on, " the carpenter said, " but, I have many more bridges > to build > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 26, 2001 Report Share Posted October 26, 2001 Judee, What a wonderful story. Thank you. Sandy >> GOD'S FENCE> > >>> Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into> conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by> side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a> hitch.> Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small> misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it> exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.> One morning there was a knock on 's door. He opened it to find a man> with a carpenter's toolbox. "I'm looking for a few days work" he said.> "Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there. Could I helpyou?"> "Yes," said the older brother. "I do have a job for you. Look across the> creek at that farm. That's my neighbor, in fact, it's my younger brother.> Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the> river levee and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have donethis> to spite me, but I'll go him one better. See that pile of lumber curingby> the barn? I want you to build me a fence -- an 8-foot fence -- so I won't> need to see his place anymore. Cool him down, anyhow."> The carpenter said, "I think I understand the situation. Show me thenails> and the post-hole digger and I'll be able to do a job that pleases you."> The older brother had to go to town for supplies, so he helped the> carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day.> The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing. About> sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job.> The farmer's eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped.> There was no fence there at all. It was a bridge -- a bridge stretching> from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work --handrails> and all --and the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming across, his> hand outstretched.> "You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I've said anddone."> The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met inthe> middle, taking each other's hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist> his toolbox on his shoulder.> "No, wait! Stay a few days. I've a lot of other projects for you," saidthe> older brother.> "I'd love to stay on," the carpenter said, "but, I have many more bridges> to build>>>>DISCLAIMER!!WE ARE NOT MEDICAL PROFESSIONALS, THEREFORE ANY INFORMATION THAT IS RECEIVED HERE IS FROM EXPERIENCE ONLY. PLEASE CONSULT WITH YOUR DOCTOR BEFORE TRYING ANYTHING THAT IS SUGGESTED. WE ARE NOT A SUBSTITUTE FOR YOUR PHYSICIAN AND ARE NOT TRYING TO BE. REMEMBER EVERYONE IS DIFFERENT AND TREATMENT MAYBE DIFFERENT FOR MANY OF US. THANK YOU Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 26, 2001 Report Share Posted October 26, 2001 Judee, What a wonderful story. Thank you. Sandy >> GOD'S FENCE> > >>> Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into> conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by> side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a> hitch.> Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small> misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it> exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.> One morning there was a knock on 's door. He opened it to find a man> with a carpenter's toolbox. "I'm looking for a few days work" he said.> "Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there. Could I helpyou?"> "Yes," said the older brother. "I do have a job for you. Look across the> creek at that farm. That's my neighbor, in fact, it's my younger brother.> Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the> river levee and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have donethis> to spite me, but I'll go him one better. See that pile of lumber curingby> the barn? I want you to build me a fence -- an 8-foot fence -- so I won't> need to see his place anymore. Cool him down, anyhow."> The carpenter said, "I think I understand the situation. Show me thenails> and the post-hole digger and I'll be able to do a job that pleases you."> The older brother had to go to town for supplies, so he helped the> carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day.> The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing. About> sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job.> The farmer's eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped.> There was no fence there at all. It was a bridge -- a bridge stretching> from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work --handrails> and all --and the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming across, his> hand outstretched.> "You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I've said anddone."> The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met inthe> middle, taking each other's hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist> his toolbox on his shoulder.> "No, wait! Stay a few days. I've a lot of other projects for you," saidthe> older brother.> "I'd love to stay on," the carpenter said, "but, I have many more bridges> to build>>>>DISCLAIMER!!WE ARE NOT MEDICAL PROFESSIONALS, THEREFORE ANY INFORMATION THAT IS RECEIVED HERE IS FROM EXPERIENCE ONLY. PLEASE CONSULT WITH YOUR DOCTOR BEFORE TRYING ANYTHING THAT IS SUGGESTED. WE ARE NOT A SUBSTITUTE FOR YOUR PHYSICIAN AND ARE NOT TRYING TO BE. REMEMBER EVERYONE IS DIFFERENT AND TREATMENT MAYBE DIFFERENT FOR MANY OF US. THANK YOU Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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