Inspiring Story Be Careful What You Plant

An Emperor in the Far East was growing old and knew it was time 

to choose his successor. Instead of choosing one of his assistants 

or his children, he decided something different. He called young people

 in the kingdom together one day. He said, "It is time for me to step down

 and choose the next emperor. I have decided to choose one of you."

The kids were shocked! But the emperor continued. "I am going to 

give each one of you a seed today. One very special seed. I want you

 to plant the seed, water it and come back here after one year from today 

with what you have grown from this one seed. I will then judge 

the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next emperor!"

One boy named Ling was there that day and he, like the others, 

received a seed. He went home and excitedly told his mother the story.

 She helped him get a pot and planting soil, and he planted the seed 

and watered it carefully. Every day he would water it and watch to see

 if it had grown. After about three weeks, some of the other youths 

began to talk about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow. 

Ling kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew. 3 weeks, 4 weeks, 

5 weeks went by. Still nothing. By now, others were talking about their plants 

but Ling didn't have a plant, and he felt like a failure. Six months went by, 

still nothing in Ling's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed. 

Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Ling didn't 

say anything to his friends, however. He just kept waiting for his seed 

to grow.

A year finally went by and all the youths of the kingdom brought their plants

 to the emperor for inspection. Ling told his mother that he wasn't going to

 take an empty pot. But honest about what happened, Ling felt sick to his stomach, 

but he knew his mother was right. He took his empty pot to the palace. 

When Ling arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by 

the other youths. They were beautiful in all shapes and sizes. Ling put 

his empty pot on the floor and many of the other kinds laughed at him. 

A few felt sorry for him and just said, "Hey nice try."

When the emperor arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted the young people. 

Ling just tried to hide in the back. "What great plants, trees and flowers 

you have grown," said the emperor. "Today, one of you will be appointed 

the next emperor!" All of a sudden, the emperor spotted Ling at the back of

 the room with his empty pot. He ordered his guards to bring him to 

the front. Ling was terrified. "The emperor knows I'm a failure! Maybe 

he will have me killed!" 

When Ling got to the front, the Emperor asked his name. "My name is Ling," 

he replied. All the kids were laughing and making fun of him. The emperor 

asked everyone to quiet down. He looked at Ling, and then announced 

to the crowd, "Behold your new emperor! His name is Ling!" Ling 

couldn't believe it. Ling couldn't even grow his seed.

How could he be the new emperor? Then the emperor said, "One year ago 

today, I gave everyone here a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, 

water it, and bring it back to me today. 

But I gave you all boiled seeds, which would not grow. All of you, 

except Ling, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. When you 

found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for 

the one I gave you. Ling was the only one with the courage and honesty 

to bring me a pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the one 

who will be the new emperor!"

If you plant honesty, you will reap trust.

If you plant goodness, you will reap friends.

If you plant humility, you will reap greatness.

If you plant perseverance, you will reap victory. 

If you plant consideration, you will reap harmony.

If you plant hard work, you will reap success.

If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation.

If you plant openness, you will reap intimacy.

If you plant patience, you will reap improvements.

If you plant faith, you will reap miracles.

But

If you plant dishonesty, you will reap distrust.

If you plant selfishness, you will reap loneliness.

If you plant pride, you will reap destruction.

If you plant envy, you will reap trouble. 

If you plant laziness, you will reap stagnation.

If you plant bitterness, you will reap isolation.

If you plant greed, you will reap loss.

If you plant gossip, you will reap enemies.

If you plant worries, you will reap wrinkles. 

If you plant sin, you will reap guilt.

Moral of The Story:

So be careful what you plant now, It will determine what you 

will reap tomorrow, The seeds you now scatter, Will make life 

worse or better, your life or the ones who will come after. 

Yes, someday, you will enjoy the fruits, or you will pay 

for the choices you plant today.

Author: Unknown

Inspiring Story: King Genghis Khan And his Hawk..

One Morning Genghis Khan, the great king and warrior, 

rode out into the woods to have a day's sport. Many of his 

friends were with him. They rode out gayly, carrying their 

bows and arrows. Behind them came the servants with 

the hounds.

It was a merry hunting party. The woods rang with their 

shouts and laughter.

They expected to carry much game home in the evening. 

On the king's wrist sat his favorite hawk, for in those 

days hawks were trained to hunt. At a word from 

their masters they would fly high up into the air,

and look around for prey. 

If they chanced to see a deer or a rabbit, they would 

swoop down upon it swift as any arrow. All day long 

Genghis Khan and his huntsmen rode through the woods.

But they did not find as much game as they expected. 

Toward evening they started for home. 

The king had often ridden through the woods, and he knew all 

the paths. So while the rest of the party took the nearest way, 

he went by a longer road through a valley between two mountains.

The day had been warm, and the king was very thirsty.

His pet hawk left his wrist and flown away. It would be 

sure to find its way home. 

  

The king rode slowly along. He had once seen a spring 

of clear water near this pathway. If he could only find it now!

But the hot days of summer had dried up all the mountain brooks.   

At last, to his joy, he saw some water trickling down over 

the edge of a rock. He knew that there was a spring farther up.

In the wet season, a swift stream of water always poured down 

here; but now it came only one drop at a time. 

  The king leaped from his horse. He took a little silver cup 

from his hunting bag. He held it so as to catch the slowly 

falling drops. It took a long time to fill the cup; and 

the king was so thirsty that he could hardly wait. At last 

it was nearly full. He put the cup to his lips, and was about to drink. 

All at once there was a whirring sound in the air, and the cup

 was knocked from his hands. The water was all spilled upon the ground.   

The king looked up to see who had done this thing.It was his pet hawk.   

The hawk flew back and forth a few times, and then alighted among 

the rocks by the spring. The king picked up the cup, and again held 

it to catch the trickling drops. This time he did not wait so long. 

When the cup was half full, he lifted it toward his mouth. 

But before it had touched his lips, the hawk swooped down again, 

and knocked it from his hands. And now the king began to grow angry.

He tried again, and for the third time the hawk kept him from drinking.

  The king was now very angry indeed."How do you dare to act so?" 

he cried. "If I had you in my hands, I would wring your neck!" 

  

Then he filled his cup again. But before he tried to drink,

he drew his sword. "Now, Sir Hawk," he said, "that is the last time."

  He had hardly spoken before the hawk swooped down 

and knocked the cup from his hand. But the king was looking for this. 

With a quick sweep of the sword he struck the bird as it passed. 

  

The next moment the poor hawk lay bleeding and dying at its 

master's feet. "That is what you get for your pains," said Genghis Khan.   

But when he looked for his cup, he found that it had fallen

between two rocks, where he could not reach it. 

  "At any rate, I will have a drink from that spring," he said to himself.   

With that he began to climb the steep bank to the place from 

which the water trickled. It was hard work, and the higher 

he climbed, the thirstier he became. At last he reached 

the place. There indeed was a pool of water; but what was that 

lying in the pool, and almost filling it? It was a huge, dead snake of 

the most poisonous kind. The king stopped. He forgot his thirst. 

He thought only of the poor dead bird lying on the ground 

below him.   

"The hawk saved my life!" he cried, "and how did I repay him? 

He was my best friend,and I have killed him."   He clambered down 

the bank. He took the bird up gently, and laid it in his hunting bag.

Then he mounted his horse and rode swiftly home. He said to himself,

  

Moral of the Story: 

"I have learned a sad lesson today, and that is, never 

to do anything in anger, Please dont do any thing in anger,

which later on you have to repent for it. Be calm down 

and control your anger-

Author : Unknown

Inspiring Story: Dont Doubt The Words of God

The night fell heavy in the heights of the mountains and the man could not 

see anything. All was black. Zero visibility, and the moon and the stars 

were covered by the clouds. As he was climbing only a few feet away

 from the top of the mountain, he slipped and fell in to the air, falling 

at great speed. He could only see black spots as he went down, and 

the terrible sensation of being sucked by gravity.

He kept falling. and in the moments of great fear, it came to his mind 

all the good and bad episodes of his life. He was thinking now about 

how close death was getting, when all of a sudden he felt the rope tied 

to his waist pull him very hard. His body was hanging in the air.

Only the rope was holding him and in that moment of stillness

 he had no other choice other to scream: "Help me God".

All of a sudden a deep voice coming from the sky answered, 

"What do you want me to do?"

"Save me God".

"Do you really think I can save you?"

"Of course I believe You can."

"Then cut the rope tied to your waist."

There was a moment of silence and the man decided to hold on 

to the rope with all his strength. The rescue team tells that the next day 

a climber was found dead and frozen. his body hanging from a rope. 

His hands holding tight to it. Only 1 foot away from the ground.

Lesson From The Story:

: And We? How attached we are to our rope will we let go???

 Don't ever doubt about the words of God. 

We should never say that He has forgotten us or abandoned us.

Author: Unknown