A Tale of Four Wives

As I gazed into the galaxy and pondered upon the truth of humanity , a story came to my mind.

Nah......... Firstly, I would like to state : I didn't write this. I came across it somewhere and it made much sense. Hm.........

Once upon a time, there was a rich king who had four wives. He loved the fourth wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to the finest of delicacies. He gave her nothing but the best.

He also loved the third wife very much and was always showing her off to neighbouring kingdoms.

However, he feared that one day she would leave him for another.

The king also loved his second wife. She was his confidante and was always kind, considerate and patient with him.

Whenever he had a problem, he could confide in her, and she would help him get through the difficult times.

The king's first wife was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and kingdom.

However, he did not love the first wife. Although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her!

One day, the king fell ill and knew his time was short.

He thought of his luxurious life and wondered, "I now have four wives with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone."

Thus, he asked the fourth wife, "I have loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered you with great care.

"Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"

"No way!" replied the fourth wife, and she walked away without another word.

Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his heart.

The sad king then asked the third wife, "I have loved you all my life.

"Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"

"No!" replied the third wife. "Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to remarry!" His heart sank and turned cold.

He then asked the second wife, "I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me.

"When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?"

"I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the second wife.

"At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave."

Her answer struck him like a bolt of lightning, and the king was devastated.

Then a voice called out: "I'll go with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go."

The king looked up, and there was his first wife. She was very skinny as she suffered from malnutrition and neglect.

Greatly grieved, the king said, "I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!"

In truth, we all have four wives in our lives:

Our fourth wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish on it to make it look good, it will leave us when we die.

Our third wife is our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, it will all go to others.

Our second wife is our family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for us, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.

And our first wife is our soul, often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world.

However, our soul is the only thing that will follow us wherever we go. Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of us that will follow us to the throne of God and continue with us throughout eternity.

Which brings me to my point. Which of our 'wives' will we value the most? For the girls , it would mean your husbands of course. By the way , I'm not encouraging polygamy by saying 'which' wife or husbands. It's just an analogy. Jesus said ' For what shall it profit a man if he shall gain the whole world and lose his own soul ? " I shall ponder on ............