Christian legend “The Bogachka in Paradise”
In one village lived a rich man and a poor sheepdog. When the rainy cold autumn came, the sheep fell ill and died.
“We lost a little with his death,” the rich man said after learning about it.
Oddly enough, the same night she saw a sheep-dog in a coffin in a dream. The dream was confused, and it seemed to the rich man that she herself was already in the coffin. And after a moment she rose from the coffin and confidently entered the sky through the high gate. There, I saw a pair of angels adorning the golden throne. Confident that it is for her preparing a place, went directly to the throne. Was not she leading a huge estate for fifty years? Did not she still occupy an honorable place at the court at the court, and even in the church sat on the bench closest to the altar? But before she could step on the throne, the angel stopped her:
“This throne is not for you.”
The woman wanted to be outraged, but it occurred to her that, perhaps,
– I, the owner of the Sun Valley, gave the church two stained glass windows, visited many places of pilgrimage, so tell me, is this golden throne not for me?
“It’s a throne for the sheepdog of Guilherz,” the angel answered.
– What? the rich man screamed. – Ovchar should take this throne? What did he do in his life?
“He,” said the angel, “sixty-five years of sheep.” He was faithful and zealous in his work. For forty years he shared his breakfast and dinner with the lame basket-weaver, laid his bed and maintained order in his hut. Children neighbors often bought sweets, examined broken knees and vystrugival different toys. Sometimes I told them about Christ and showed how beautiful is the light of God. And all this was done with love.
– And I?! screamed the angry woman.
“You can sit here,” the angel pointed to the foot of the shepherd’s throne.
– You what? No!
At that moment, the rich man woke up. Long thought about an unusual dream.
In the days that followed, people could not surprise her. First, the rich woman arranged a lavish funeral for the poor shepherd. Then she went to the hut of the lame basket-picker and began to wait for him. And I also started to invite my employees’ children home, treat them with sweets. But most of all, it was surprising that the rich woman stopped sitting on the first places both in church and during different meetings.
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