You hear or read a story a hundred times, but when you read it again, you'll learn something new, isn't it amazing?
In the Middle Ages, a man traveled to a city where many people were building a new church（教堂）in the square. He walked up to a strong man cutting rock and asked him what he was doing. "I am a stone mason," the man said. "I spend all my days cutting and forming stones."
The traveler then walked over to a man cutting a long piece of wood high above him and called out the same question to him. "I am a carpenter," the man called back. "I spend my days cutting and hammering（锤打）wood."
Finally, the man walked into the church. He saw an old woman sweeping the floor while she was singing happily to herself. He asked her what she was doing. "I am a cleaner, I am building a glorious church," she said ."Everyone will like it when they see it for the first time, it's so fascinating."
I always read that story with a smile on my face. I saw it as a lesson in taking pride in your work and seeing the value in your job. But this time my mind cleared and I saw there was an even deeper meaning in this story. It wasn't only about how you feel about your job but also about how you live your life.Each one of our lives here is a church. Each act we decide is a stone we lay. Each act of kindness we do is the wood we cut. Each moment of love we create builds it up higher and more beautiful.
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