Several days ago I was sitting in library. Looking for motivation to finish my thesis revission. Whenever I read my thesis, there’s always a kind of inferior feeling. I don’t know what make me feel so bad. Sometimes my negative feeling hang up in my mind and so many “what if” statement appear inside my brain. Realizing that there’s some mistakes in my thesis, and the deadline getting closer. I don’t even believing in myself. Till I found one of Ajahn Brahm’s book. The title is “Cacing dan kotoran kesayangannya”. I begin to read the first story in this book .
This story narrated Ajahn Bram when he was a young monk in Perth, Australia. There’s a group of monk want to build a Temple. This is their first time experience to construction materials with their own hands. Laying bricks is a test of patience. Before a brick is laid, cement has to be layered, making sure that its thickness is somewhat consistent. Ajahn Brahm tried to arranged the bricks. His progress was slow, due to the great care in his work, but he wasn’t bothered. He was going to build a beautiful brick wall, his first brick wall. Finally, he had finished his work, so he stood in front of the wall to admired his work. Suddenly, he caught that he had overlooked 2 bricks that were laid slanted. Worst of all, the bricks were right in the center of the wall. They were mistakes that stared back at him. Since then, whenever visitors come to the temple, the young monk would show them around to all places, all except the brick wall that he had built. He afraid that the visitor will look and focus at the two crooked bricks.
One day, 2 elderly monks came to the temple. No matter how Ajahn Brahm tried to detour to avoid the ugly brick wall, the old monks insisted in touring the area around that brick wall. Reluctantly, Ajahn brought his elders to the brick wall.
“Oh, this is such a beautiful brick wall!” one of the elderly monks commented.
“Excuse me Sir, are you sure? Haven’t you seen the 2 ugly bricks that are crooked in the middle of the wall?” Ajahn exclaimed in surprise.
“Yes, I have seen the 2 ugly bricks.” replied the elderly monk.
“But I also saw the remaining 98 good bricks that made this a beautiful wall!”
After reading this story I’m realizing that sometimes we focus on things that went wrong or didn’t live up to our expectations and they can keep us brooding for days and weeks. However, we’ve forgotten the fact that they are only 2 bad bricks in the wall and we should not overlook the beauty of the remaining 98 bricks. We are worth of a good qualities, sometimes we made mistakes, but don’t let the 2 crooked bricks not remaining the beauty of 98 bricks in our self and life.
PS : All of the story is very heart warming. I’m highly recomended this book :))