The Craftsman was given lumber. “Build a room in this place. Make it solid to stand against the wind. There will be but one door; the door will be three feet wide and seven feet tall. There will be no windows.
You will stay in this room and produce for me. I will provide for your needs. You are only to open the door when a portion of your project is complete. I will send a messenger to take the project from you.
When your time is complete I will take you to my house and there you will finish your days. I will pay you what is right. You have my promise.”
The Craftsman looked down at the ground. He thought deeply about what he was told to do. The master stood patiently and waited for his answer.
After some time the Craftsman looked up with a smile. ” I will do as you say sir.” The craftsman’s voice was soft and full of love. “You are an honorable man. You are such a man as can be trusted with my life.”
And so the Craftsman built with integrity, all was done according to his master’s request. When it was finished his master came in to inspect. “All is well. Here is what I want you to make.”
He handed the Craftsman a large book of over 2000 pages. After putting it down gently on a table, the Craftsman turn and bowed low. Without a word the master put his hand on the craftsman’s shoulder. After a gentle and lengthy touch the master turned and left.
Day after day, month after month. And year after year. The Craftsman completed each task. As was prescribed, a messenger would come and knock on the door. With a happy smile the Craftsman would hand over each project.
Decades passed. And when the Craftsman eyes would no longer help him, the master came to fulfill his promise.
With all the love and gentleness the master could muster he took his friend to his house. They arrived at the master’s house together. A beautiful place has been arranged and a great feast was in progress. There were several thousand guests in attendance.
The Craftsman was happy to see that his master had so many beautiful friends. “Master I am happy to be here with you to share the joy of your life. Where shall I stay sir, while you enjoy your beautiful splendor? I am by no means worthy to attend such a royal feast.”
The master turned to his craftsman with surprise in his eyes. Loving tears whelmed up in his eyes as he said, “My dear honorable friend, this feast is not for me. You, my loved one, are the royal master of this house. These people have come because of your work. They have loved you from a distance. As I have promised you so it now is. You will never again lack for anything.”
By His Grace