Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by okie, Oct 26, 2003.

  1. okie

    okie GT Mayor

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    Oct 28, 2001
    Muskogee Ok.
    A man's car broke down as he was driving past a beautiful, old
    monastery.He walked up the drive and knocked on the front door of the
    monastery. A monk answered, listened to the man's story and graciously
    invited him to spend the night.

    The monks fed the man and led him to a tiny chamber in which to sleep.
    The man thanked the monks and slept serenely until he was awakened by a
    strange sound. The next morning, as the monks repaired his car, he asked
    about the sound that woke him. The monks said,
    "We're sorry. We can't tell you about the sound. You're not a monk."

    The man was disappointed, but eager to be gone, so he thanked the monks
    for their kindness and went on his way. During quiet moments afterward,
    the man pondered the source of the alluring sound. Several years later,
    the man was driving in the same area. He stopped at the monastery on a
    whim and asked admittance. He
    explained to the monks that he had so enjoyed his previous stay, he
    wondered if he might be permitted to spend another night under their
    peaceful roof. The monks agreed and the man stayed.

    Late that night, he heard the sound. The next morning, he begged the
    monks to explain the sound. said, "We're sorry. We can't tell
    you about the sound. You're not a monk."
    By now, the man's curiosity had turned to obsession. He decided to give
    up everything and become a monk if that was the only way to learn about
    the sound. He informed the monks of his decision and began the long and
    arduous task of becoming a monk.

    Seventeen years later, the man was finally established as a true member
    of the order. When the celebration ended, he humbly went to the leader of
    the order and asked to be told the source of the sound.
    Silently, the old monk led the new monk to a huge wooden door. He opened
    the door with a golden key. That door swung open to reveal a second door
    of silver, then a third of gold and so on until they had passed through
    twelve doors, each more magnificent than the last. The new monk's face
    was awash with tears of joy as he finally beheld the wondrous source of
    the mysterious sound he had heard so many years before.

    But, I can't tell you what it was. You're not a monk.