milagros317
Wielder of 500 Feathers
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A farmer gets, after many years of no contact, a visit from his brother, who is a priest.
Proudly he leads him around his farm.
“See this field of grain, I grew this!” “Yes, but with God's help!” the priest says.
A bit further, he shows him a meadow with gorgeous cows grazing. “See those cows, I bred them!” he says. Again the priest says “Yes, but with God's help!”.
The farmer feels a bit insulted and keeps silent for the rest of the walk.
Shortly after they arrive at a piece of uncultivated ground, full of thistles and brambles. “What happened here?” the priest asks.
“Well, here I let God do the farming by himself!”
Proudly he leads him around his farm.
“See this field of grain, I grew this!” “Yes, but with God's help!” the priest says.
A bit further, he shows him a meadow with gorgeous cows grazing. “See those cows, I bred them!” he says. Again the priest says “Yes, but with God's help!”.
The farmer feels a bit insulted and keeps silent for the rest of the walk.
Shortly after they arrive at a piece of uncultivated ground, full of thistles and brambles. “What happened here?” the priest asks.
“Well, here I let God do the farming by himself!”
