The Short Tale of Three Benches in the Park
We hear the expression ‘If these walls could talk,’ but have you ever thought about the benches that sit outside day after day, month after month, year after year, and hold up to support those that side upon them?
It was nearing the middle bench asked the others “What has your day been like?”
“Me?” Said the bench to the left.” Well I had a little boy come and cry for a while because he lost his dog.”
The bench to the right stated, “I had a lot of couples arguing today, figuring things out, and one decided not to get divorced. I feel accomplished”
The middle bench felt abandoned, but didn’t want to share that the last few days everyone seemed to be avoiding him. He only had one lady reading a book for a few hours.
Middle bench said, “We were created to hold people through the various moments of their lives. We are here for them be it sunshine, dark, raining, or clear. I couldn’t ask for a better job!”
The bench to the left asked, “Is everything okay? You seem down.”
Middle bench replied, “I wonder why everyone has been going to the two of you lately, or the blue bench down at the end of the park.”
Right bench said, “It makes perfect sense. You did have a reader. Everyone just wants extra privacy. Remember middle, you get the resting people. You know? The ones that need to take a break, the ones that seem to just want peace and quiet. We all have a purpose. We are all as valuable as the next bench. We just have to sit and wait to hold and support those that need us!”
Middle bench smiled inside as a man approached him who just needed to tie his shoes. He’s been riding his bike all over and needed to rest. As the man sat down his phone rang. He answered and was talking to his son about how long his day was, but he couldn’t resist getting in his exercise for the day. His son just lost his job today. He was glad to be sitting down. As he spoke he kept moving into different positions. He hung up the phone, put his hands in his head and wept. He was talking out loud to himself and said “Maybe tomorrow, maybe the right job will come fast, you hear me God? My son needs comfort and peace right now. I ask that you please direct him.” The man sat back on his bike and wheeled away.
The left and right benches at the same time said, “Everything in it’s due time. We are all purposed for things in their due time.”