The Architect


An architect once lived and had a dream. He dreamt that God instructed him to draw a house plan from which many houses would be designed. He was given specific instructions from start to finish in his dream, and it was to be painted blue. 

The man woke up the next morning greatly disturbed by his dream. He knew how impossible it would be to make the people believe him, and then accept his design as a road-map for all urban houses. 

He told his wife the dream and she encouraged him to do as God instructed. And so he did the design. When he was finished, he went to the city authority for urban constructions and had a meeting with them. They all laughed and made light jokes of his dream. Then he showed them the already made house design. Astonishingly, the chief architect of the city said, "All the while you lived in this town, you have never had a successful career. I foresee that this is a scheme to make a breakthrough in you failed career, but you will find it impossicant as long as I am head of the urban architects. You will not get money from this nor fame." But the man pleaded with them, and they did not listen.

The man also went to the churches and he explained what he was told in his dream. The churches laughed at him saying, "If God had a message, He would have told us through a priest or pastor or bishop, or someone spiritually discerning, but not you." Everywhere he went and told his story, they would not heed.

He finally decided to build the house himself. It took him years to build. He sold his car, farmland, personal belongings, animals, and everything he could possibly sell to complete the house.

Finally, it was completed. It stood nice and blue on a lane of the main boulevard entering the township. A week later, he kicked the bucket.  

The township was sadden. Even though he was a bother to them about his dream, his death was not worth celebrating. His funeral was scheduled to be held at his newly constructed house.

At the funeral, his wife came up and said, "My husband left me a note for the township, and it reads:"

Dear Urban Dwellers, 

I am deeply sorry for putting you all through much trouble. I perhaps did not understand that the dream I had was not meant for you, but for me. But if you would forgive me, I ask that you please take a tour of the house which God did instruct me to build. 

With love,

The Architect.

After the funeral, the wife asked everyone to follow her for a tour of the house. The house was indeed different. The inner works were perfect and there was resonance of reflection throughout the house. It exuded tranquility and cleanness; the kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, and sitting places. It was unlike no other the people had ever seen.

And as they went away, some said, "That man's dream must have actually been true." Some admitted that they loved the house. Others, only the kitchen; some admired the stairwell, the garage, the lawn and so on. And since that day, many house within that urban community have started to turn blue. Not all at once, but gradually. And many parts of that house has either been referenced in renovation of old houses or copied by many architects for new constructions.

"Let your light so shine before men and women, that they may see you good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven...and even imitate thy good works"

Moral:

"You cannot impel anyone to live a righteous life, but you could live a life worth imitating righteousness" 

Background picture by: Akiane Kramarik