Are you blind?

by eyeslice 10 Replies latest jw friends

  • eyeslice
    eyeslice

    I am sure that many of us, even when we were in the truth, were uncomfortable with the notion that we had all the answers, but others just could not see the light.

    I came across this great Persian story today that illustrates the folly of thinking we have the only view of what is true. Incidentally, for those who have read his works, although it sounds like a Deepak Chopra story, it isnt. It is a story told by an old Persian scholar who lived and worked in Delhi, India.

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    Somewhere to the north of Afghanistan there was a city inhabited entirely by the blind. One day the news came that an elephant was passing outside the walls of the city.

    The citizens called a meeting and decided to send a delegation of three men outside the gates so that they could report back what an elephant was. In due course, the three men left the town and stumbled forwards until they eventually found the elephant. The three reached out, felt the animal with their hands, then they all headed back to the town as quickly as they could to report what the had felt.

    The first man said: an elephant is a marvellous creature! It is like a vast snake, but it can stand vertically upright in the air! The second man was indignant at hearing this: What nonsense! he said. This man is misleading you. I felt the elephant and what it resembles most is a pillar. It is firm and solid and however hard you push against it you could never knock it over. The third man shook his head and said: both these men are liars! I felt the elephant and it resembles a large broad fan. It is wide and flat and leathery and when you shake it it wobbles like the sail of boat.

    All three men stuck by their stories and for the rest of their lives and refused to speak to each other. Each professed that they and only they knew the whole truth.

    Now of course all three men had a measure of insight. The first man felt the trunk of the elephant, the second the leg, the third the ear. All had part of the truth, but not one of them had even begun to grasp the totality or the vastness of the beast they had encountered. If only they had listened to one another and meditated on the different facets of the elephant, they might have realized the true nature of the beast. But they were too proud and instead they preferred to keep to their own half truths.

    So it is with us, what we forget is that before God we are like blind men stumbling around in total darkness.

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    I have got a couple of other stories; If any are interested Ill write them up.

    eyeslice

  • yucca
    yucca

    love your story. yes write more a lot of wisdom in story. thank you

  • Stan Conroy
    Stan Conroy

    "I am sure that many of us, even when we were in the truth..."

    No offense Eyeslice, but could you please refrain from using that statement. If you are here on this forum you are NOW in the truth. It really bugs me when I hear the JW religion referred to as "The Truth". What an oxymoron.

    It could be listed with the rest of these:

    http://www.oxymoronlist.com/

    Stan

  • MISTERCYNIC
    MISTERCYNIC

    So, are you saying that you just today came across this story for the firsat time? If so, you must be very young.

  • MISTERCYNIC
    MISTERCYNIC

    Stan: Thanks for sharing your personal perception.

  • eyeslice
    eyeslice

    Stan

    The expression "truth" was meant to be in inverted commas but unfortuntately on my original post I forgot to un-tick the HTML formatting box.

    Anyway, point taken.

    eyeslice

    Edited by - eyeslice on 25 January 2003 17:12:28

  • Stan Conroy
    Stan Conroy

    Hi Eyeslice,

    I hope I didn't offend you. It's just an expression that really bugs me, maybe because my JW parents use it, and out of respect for them, I just let it slide. Anybody else though, and I jump all over them.

    And to you mistercynic, I have a feeling you are being sarcastic, but that's okay. Isn't this forum all about sharing our "personal perception"? What would anybody talk about if this wasn't allowed?

    Stan

  • ARoarer
    ARoarer

    I love the story. It is so true. I would love to send it to a few JW's that I know.

  • cherjcd
    cherjcd

    It is interesting to hear when each ex-Witness finally reaches the conclusion that they had been blind. For some their eyes were opened up only after being pushed into a 'spiritual corner' after many years of faithfulness to the Watchtower Organization. Lorri MacGregor's testimony is a good example of someone who was willing to follow the Society even if it meant death by refusing a blood transfusion. Years later a Christian challenged her to prove from the Bible that Jesus was Michael the Archangel. Lorri sincerely believed that the WT had the proof about Michael and when she went for help to the elders, their answer shocked her. What happened next was a journey through the Society's dark side and an amazing transformation for Lorri when she discovered that the real truth was not an organization. You can listen to Lorri's full story on our main audio page at http://jwinfoline.com/Page/audio.htm

    Cheryl

  • Vivamus
    Vivamus
    DURING the reign of Arcadius, Logomacos, lecturer in theology of Constantinople, went to Scythia and halted at the foot of the Caucasus, in the fertile plains of Zephirim, on the frontier of Colchis. That good old man Dondindac was in his great lower hall, between his sheepfold and his vast barn; he was kneeling with his wife, his five sons and five daughters, his kindred and his servants, and after a light meal they were all singing God's praises. " What do you there, idolator? " said Logomacos to him.

    " I am not an idolator," answered Dondindac.

    " You must be an idolator," said Logomacos, " seeing that you are not Greek. Tell me, what was that you were singing in your barbarous Scythian jargon? "

    " All tongues are equal in the ears of God," answered the Scythian. " We were singing His praises."

    " That's very extraordinary," returned the theologian. " A Scythian family who pray God without having been taught by us! " He soon engaged Dondindac the Scythian in conversation, for he knew a little Scythian, and the other a little Greek. The following conversation was found in a manuscript preserved in the library of Constantinople.

    LOGOMACOS:

    Let us see if you know your catechism. Why do you pray to God?

    DONDINDAC:

    Because it is right to worship the Supreme Being from whom we hold everything.

    LOGOMACOS:

    Not bad for a barbarian! And what do you ask of him?

    DONDINDAC :

    I thank Him for the benefits I enjoy, and even for the ills with which he tries me; but I take good care not to ask Him for anything; He knows better than us what we need, and besides, I am afraid to ask Him for good weather when my neighbour is asking for rain.

    LOCOMACOS:

    Ah! I thought he was going to say something silly. Let us start again farther back. Barbarian, who has told you there is a God?

    DONDINDAC:

    The whole of nature.

    LOGOMACOS:

    That does not suffice. What idea have you of God?

    DONDINDAC:

    The idea of my creator, of my master, who will reward me if I do good, and who will punish me if I do ill.

    LOGOMACOS :

    Trash, nonsense all that! Let us come to essentials. Is God infinite secundum quid, or in essence?

    DONDINDAC:

    I don't understand you.

    LOGOMACOS:

    Brutish fool ! Is God in one place, beyond all places, or in all places?

    DONDINDAC:

    I have no idea . . . just as you please.

    LOGOMACOS:

    Dolt ! Is it possible for what has been not to have been, and can a stick not have two ends? Does He see the future as future or as present? how does He draw the being out of non-existence, and how annihilate the being?

    DONDINDAC:

    I have never examined these things.

    LOGOMACOS:

    What a blockhead! Come, one must humble oneself, see things in proportion. Tell me, my friend, do you think that matter can be eternal?

    DONDINDAC:

    What does it matter to me whether it exists from all eternity or not? I do not exist from all eternity. God is always my master; He has given me the notion of justice, I must follow it; I do not want to be a philosopher, I want to be a man.

    LOGOMACOS:

    These blockheads are troublesome. Let us go step by step. What is God?

    DONDINDAC:

    My sovereign, my judge, my father.

    LOGOMACOS:

    That's not what I'm asking you. What is His nature?

    DONDINDAC:

    To be potent and good.

    LOGOMACOS:

    But, is He corporeal or spiritual?

    DONDINDAC:

    How should I know?

    LOGOMACOS:

    What! you don't know what a spirit is?

    DONDINDAC:

    Not in the least: of what use would it be to me? should I be more lust? should I be a better husband, a better father, a better master, a better citizen ?

    LOGOMACOS:

    It is absolutely essential you should learn what a spirit is. It is, it is, it is . . . I will tell you another time.

    DONDINDAC:

    I'm very much afraid that you may tell me less what it is than what it is not. Allow me to put a question to you in my turn. I once saw one of your temples; why do you depict God with a long beard?

    LOGOMACOS :

    That's a very difficult question which needs preliminary instruction.

    DONDINDAC:

    Before receiving your instruction, I must tell you what happened to me one day. I had just built a closet at the end of my garden; I heard a mole arguing with a cockchafer. " That's a fine building," Said the mole. " It must have been a very powerful mole who did that piece of work." " You're joking," said the cockchafer. " It was a cock-chafer bubbling over with genius who is the architect of this building." From that time I resolved never to argue.

    -Voltaire

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