The Parable: “Three Ways to See the Same Thing”
One afternoon, three women stood at a market stall in Cambridge, eyeing a display of apples.
The first sighed heavily:
“Just look at these—tiny, bruised, and priced like they’re solid gold! You can’t get anything decent these days. The world’s gone to the dogs, hasn’t it?”
The second chuckled softly:
“Well, I reckon this year’s harvest is a proper blessing. You know how dreadful the weather’s been, and yet here we are—imperfect, but juicy apples. Someone put in the work, and that’s worth celebrating.”
The third silently rummaged in her purse:
“My grandson’s poorly at home. He adores baked apples—couldn’t care less how they look. As long as they’re made with love, that’s all that matters.”
The Moral:
We all see the world through our own story.
To one, it’s a pile of rubbish apples.
To another, a chance to honor hard work.
And to someone else, a way to show care.
So before you judge—ask yourself:
*Where in your heart are you looking from?*
