parable

my friend lisa has a beautiful blog, where she recently was inspired to write some parables for her son Liam to read when he is older. I read this one and asked her if i could share it i just thuoght it was so beautiful, thank lisa!

The Pearl of Great Value

There was a merchant kind and wise

Who searched the markets day and night

He combed the aisles in search of jewels

He hunted baubles bug and bright

Until one day, a tiny pearl

Caught the humble merchant's eye

Though soiled the pearl appeared to be

He thought it still a precious find

The vendor spoke to name his price

Despite the jewel's appearance gray

Many wares the pearl would cost

Most could not afford to pay

He drew the bead up to his chest

And whispered softly to his find

"You're lost no longer, fear no more;

For I am yours and you are mine."

That day the merchant traveled home

Devised a plan along the way

Of how he ought to buy the pearl

It mattered not the price to pay

He looked at everything he owned

Smiled, and with no second thought

He sold his goods, his home, his all

And that is how his pearl was bought

What awe shown from the vendor's face

When he received the payment due

For such a filthy, little pearl

He knew not what the merchant knew

For thought it seemed a hefty price

the value of a precious find

Was greater to the merchant, see

Than all that he would leave behind

That night the merchant took the pearl

Squalid by the ocean's earth

And combed the sands to find a spot

To wash it clean beside the firth

Brushing off the grains of sand

He stroked it with such gentle care

Then cleansed it in the ocean's foam

Until the pearl was white and bare

I asked the Lord the other day,

Who is this man? Who can he be?

That he would buy a muddied pearl

For such a lavish costly fee?

He drew the bead up to his chest

And whispered softly, "Don't you see?

You are lost no longer, fear no more

The pearl is you, the Merchant is me."