The Edge of the World

September 15, 2011

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There was a young man who lived on a mountaintop in a beautiful redwood house. Though he had everything one could want, he still had this nagging feeling that something was missing from his life. Actually, he was bored. I have no luck, he thought. I wonder why?

 

He thought and thought and thought but could not figure out why he had no luck. Finally, he asked a wise woman and she told him, “Only God can tell you that.”

 

“Where do I find God?” he asked.

 

“At the edge of the world,” she replied.

 

So he set out walking toward the east to find the edge of the world. He walked for a day, a week, a month, a year, a year-and-a-day until he came to a clearing. There were wolves on either side. On the left were a group of beautiful furry wolves mingling and glowering at him. He went to the right, and there was a skinny, scrawny wolf sitting and staring at him.

 

“Where are you going?” asked the scrawny wolf.

 

“I am going to the edge of the world to ask God why I haven’t any luck,” he answered.

 

The wolf replied, “Would you do me a favor and ask God why I am not strong and powerful like my brothers and sisters?”

“Sure,” said the young man, and he set out walking toward the edge of the world. He walked for a day, a week, a month, a year, a year-and-a-day until he came to a small skinny tree standing among the taller trees reaching up to the sky with their many branches and leaves. One of the leaves fell off and floated to the ground as the young man approached.

 

“Where are you going?” asked the small tree.

 

“I am going to the edge of the world to see God and ask why I don’t have any luck,” he answered.

 

“Would you do me a favor?” asked the tree. “Ask God for me why I only have a few branches and have not grown tall like the other trees in the forest.”

 

“Sure,” said the young man and set out walking. He walked a day, a week, a month, a year, a year-and-a-day until he came to a lovely house surrounded by a white picket fence. He opened the gate and found a garden with colorful flowers creating a splash of beauty around the neat white house. He knocked on the door and a beautiful woman opened the door and greeted him with a dazzling smile.

 

“Oh, how wonderful of you to stop by. Do come in.” The woman cooked him a delicious dinner, and they ate and talked until late into the night. Finally, she asked,

 

“Where are you going?” “I am going to the edge of the world to find God and ask what happened to my luck,” he answered.

 

“Oh, when you see God, would you ask for me why I am so lonely?”

 

“Sure,” he said.

 

He rested that night and the next morning set out walking. He walked a day, a week, a month, a year, a year-and-a-day until he came to the edge of the world. He looked out and sure enough, on a soft blue cloud, was God.

 

“God,” he called out. “Why don’t I have any luck?”

 

He felt the presence of God peering into his eyes. “Because you are stupid,” God roared. “I have given you luck. It is all around you before your very own eyes, but you never see it.”

 

“What do I do?” he asked.

 

“Keep your eyes open. Luck is all around you.”

 

The young man started to ask God the other questions, but God interrupted him, saying, “I am God and I know what you are about to ask. I am God and I know everything!”

 

He then heard the voice of God whispering the answers in his ear.

 

The young man then set off to find his luck. He walked for a day, a week, a month, a year, a year-and-a-day until he came back to the beautiful woman’s white house. Again, he opened the gate, walked through her garden, and knocked on her door. Again, she invited him in and cooked him a delicious meal.

 

“This is the best meal I have ever eaten!” he told her. “Thank you, but did you –did you ever find God? What did God say?”

 

“God said that if you find a husband, you will not be lonely.” “Wonderful,” said the woman. “Will you be my husband?”

 

“I’m sorry,” said the young man, “but I have to find my luck. I don’t have time. But I’ll send back the first nice man I meet to be your husband.”

 

He walked a day, a week, a month, a year, a year-and-a-day until he came back to the scrawny tree, skinny, shaky tree in the forest. “Did you find God and ask why I am so scrawny?” “It’s because there is a treasure chest filled with gold buried under you and blocking your roots from obtaining nourishment.”

 

“Mmm..Marvelous,” said the tree. “Over there are some shovels that some workmen left. Please get a shovel and dig down and remove the treasure chest.”

 

“Oh, I’m sorry, but I don’t have time now. I have to find my luck. But I’ll send back the first strong man that I meet to help you.”

 

He set out walking again. He walked a day, a week, a month, a year, a year-and-a-day until he came upon the scrawny, skinny wolf.

 

The wolf remembered him and got all excited. “Did you find God and ask why I am so scrawny and skinny?”

 

“Yes. It’s because you are not eating enough. You are not getting enough nutrition. God said you should eat the next stupid animal you meet.” And that is exactly what the wolf did.

 

 

 

 

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