Once
there was a time, according to legend, when Ireland was ruled by a king who had
no son. The king sent out his couriers to post notices in all the towns of his
realm. The notices advised that every qualified young man should apply for an
interview with the king as a possible successor to the throne. However, all
such candidates must have these two qualifications: They must (1) love God and
(2) love their fellow human beings.
The
Young man about whom this legend centers saw a notice and reflected that he
loved God and, also, his neighbors. One thing stopped him, he was so poor that
he had no clothes that would be presentable in the sight of the king. Nor did
he have the funds to buy provisions for the long journey to the castle. So the
young man begged here, and borrowed there, finally managing to scrounge enough
money for the appropriate clothes and the necessary supplies.
Properly
attired and well-suited, the young man set out on his quest, and had almost
completed the journey when he came upon a poor beggar by the side of the road.
The beggar sat trembling, clad only in tattered rags. His extended arms pleaded
for help. His weak voice croaked, "I'm hungry and cold. Please help me...
please?"
The
young man was so moved by this beggar's need that he immediately stripped off
his new clothes and put on the tattered threads of the beggar. Without a second
thought he gave the beggar all his provision as well. Then, somewhat hesitantly,
he continued his journey to the castle dressed in the rags of the beggar,
lacking provisions for his return trek home. Upon his arrival at the castle, a
king's attendant showed him in to the great hall. After a brief respite to
clean off the journey's grime, he was finally admitted to the throne room of
the king.
The
young man bowed low before his majesty. When he raised his eyes, he gaped in
astonishment. "You... it's you! You're the beggar by the side of the
road."
"Yes,"
the king replied with a twinkle, "I was that beggar."
"But...bu...bu...
you are not really a beggar. You are the king for real. Well, then, why did you
do this to me?" the young man stammered after gaining more of his
composure.
"Because
I had to find out if you genuinely love God and your fellow human beings,"
said the king. "I knew that if I came to you as king, you would have been
impressed by my gem-encrusted golden crown and my royal robes. You would have
done anything I asked of you because of my regal character. But that way I
would never have known what is truly in your heart. So I used a ruse. I came to
you as a beggar with no claims on you except for the love in your hear. And I
discovered that you sincerely do love God and your fellow human beings. You
will be my successor," promised the king. "You will inherit my
kingdom."
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