Four Seasons / Dört Mevsim
There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to Judge
things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and
look at a pear tree that was a great distance away. The first son went in
the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest
son in the fall.
When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe
what they had seen. The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and
twisted. The second son said no–it was covered with green buds and full
of promise. The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms
that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful
thing he had ever seen. The last son disagreed with all of them; he said
it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.
The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they
had each seen but Only one season in the tree’s life. He told them that you
cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence
of who they are–and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life–
can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are complete.
If you give up when it’s winter, you will miss the promise of your spring,
the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall. Don’t let the pain
of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don’t judge life by one
difficult season. Persevere throughout the difficult patches and better
times are sure to come some time or later.
Bir zamanlar dört oğlu olan bir adam varmış. Çocuklarına acele ve erken karar vermemelerini ve önyargılı olmamalarını öğretmek için onları eğitmek istemiş. Her birini sırayla uzak bir yerde bulunan ağacın yanına gidip ona bakmak için göndermiş . İlk oğlan Kışın gitmiş, ikincisi İlkbaharda, üçüncüsü Yazın, sonuncusu ise Sonbaharda gitmiş.
Sonra birgün hepsini bir araya toplamış ve ne gördüklerini sormuş.
İlk oğlan ağacın çirkin, yaşlı ve kupkuru olduğunu söylemiş.
İkinci oğlan, “Hayır yeşillikle doluydu ve canlıydı,” demiş.
Üçüncü oğlan başka fikirdeymiş, “Çiçekleri vardı ve kokusuyla görüntüsüyle o kadar muhteşemdi ki, daha önce hiç böyle bir güzellik görmemiştim,” demiş.
Sonuncu oğlan, hepsinin de haksız olduğunu ve ağacın meyvelerle dolu, canlı ve hayat taşıyor olduğunu bildirmiş.
Yaşlı adam oğullarına hepsinin haklı olduğunu söylemiş, çünkü hepsi farklı mevsimlerde bu ağacı görmeye gitmişlermiş.
Onlara; “bir ağacı veya bir insanı, kısa bir süre veya bir mevsim tanıdıktan sonra yargılayamayacaklarını,” anlatmış. Ya”da neye sahip olup olmadıklarını…
“Gerçekleri ancak sonunda, dört mevsimi de yaşadıktan sonra görürsünüz.
Eğer Kışın vazgeçerseniz İlkbaharın nimetinden olursunuz;
Yazın güzelliğinden ve Sonbaharın bereket ve bütünlüğünden de.
Bir mevsimin acısının, diğer güzel mevsimleri silmesine izin vermeyin.
Hayatınızı bir mevsimi yüzünden yargılamayın. Unutmayın ki, ilerde şu anki zamanı arayabilirsiniz veya daha güzel günleri yaşamayı kaçırabilirsiniz.
This entry was posted on 21/11/2016 at 4:45 pm and is filed under ÇOCUKLUK KIRINTILARI, DÜŞÜNDÜM, HAYAT, SEMRA'NIN DÜNYASI & SEMRA'S WORLD !, The articles in English & stories, İSTANBUL with tags ölüm, Dört Mevsim, Four Seasons, Judge, love, old man, quickly, world. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.
21/11/2016 4:49 pm
Reblogged this on A Call to Witness and commented:
Words to Live by. God has a season for all of us.
21/11/2016 4:50 pm
Thanks dear sister xoxo 💜
21/11/2016 5:06 pm
Beautiful story 🙂
21/11/2016 5:14 pm
Thanks dear, stay blessed 🙂 💜
21/11/2016 5:25 pm
This is one 👍 Good story to learn from.
Shiva
21/11/2016 5:30 pm
Thanks dear Shiva , be blessed ❤
21/11/2016 6:06 pm
SUPER!
22/11/2016 11:07 am
Thanks ❤️💐
21/11/2016 7:03 pm
Reblogged this on ' Ace Friends News ' and commented:
As always Semra so much wisdom and superb post as always .. I was taught never judge a book by its cover as each chapter is different and the end is not like the beginning … My book of life .. Ian x Hugs and Love ♥️
22/11/2016 11:07 am
Thanks dear brother Ian, May you always be grateful and blessed . xoxo ❤️💐
21/11/2016 7:27 pm
Nice blog lovely!
http://www.versatilelaraibblog.wordpress.com
21/11/2016 11:29 pm
Excellent post, Sis ❤
22/11/2016 11:06 am
Thanks dear sister, May you always be grateful and blessed . ❤️💐
22/11/2016 12:07 am
Wonderful story dear Semra ❤
22/11/2016 11:06 am
Thanks dear Maverick, May you always be grateful and blessed . ❤️💐
22/11/2016 1:51 am
Pure excellence, Semra! Thank you for sharing this. Blessings, Natalie 🙂 ❤
22/11/2016 11:06 am
Thanks dear sister, May you always be grateful and blessed . ❤️💐
22/11/2016 3:34 pm
Thank you dear Semra! I pray the same for you and yours❣️😘
22/11/2016 1:53 am
Reblogged this on Sacred Touches.
22/11/2016 11:06 am
❤️💐
22/11/2016 3:35 pm
❌⭕️🌹
22/11/2016 2:49 am
[…] via Four Seasons / Dört Mevsim — YA BAKİ ENTEL BAKİ […]
22/11/2016 11:05 am
❤️💐
22/11/2016 4:18 am
Reblogged this on Anything is Possible! and commented:
This reminds me of the story of the blind men and the elephant. Each one felt a different part of the elephant and so a different belief of it’s shape. But this story of the man with the four sons, gives a greater message of hope with the perspective of time.
22/11/2016 11:05 am
Thanks dear sister, May you always be grateful and blessed . ❤️💐
23/11/2016 5:32 am
❤ Blessings to you, too.
22/11/2016 10:00 am
So beautiful your story dear sister
Thank you so much for good sharing
kisses
22/11/2016 11:04 am
Thanks dear sister, May you always be grateful and blessed . ❤️💐
22/11/2016 11:12 am
you are very welcome
22/11/2016 10:59 am
An excellent fable
22/11/2016 11:04 am
Thanks, May you always be grateful and blessed . 💐
22/11/2016 3:19 pm
The first impression is always wrong..
22/11/2016 7:10 pm
Love this. Beautiful.
22/11/2016 11:13 pm
Wise father. Love the story. “With the same judgment you pronounce, you will be judged; and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.” ~Matthew 7:1
23/11/2016 3:39 pm
Superb! Seara buna!
23/11/2016 6:43 pm
Yes, His will like His Grace is manifested for the world to witness, and it is our inability to at times understand the circumstances in front of our witness which invalidates our opinion.
25/11/2016 8:09 am
Buna dimineata!
O cafea cu mult caimac,
Asa cum iti e pe plac,
Indulcita cu iubire
Si cu multa pretuire!
Un sfarsit de saptamana implinit!❤
30/11/2016 9:24 am
Thanks for sharing this wonderful event.
30/11/2016 3:07 pm
Reblogged this on Crazy Pasta Child.
01/12/2016 7:15 am
Thank you for great blog
06/12/2016 11:09 am
❤❤❤
06/12/2016 11:00 am
Truly beautiful words.
06/12/2016 11:07 am
❤❤❤
06/12/2016 3:48 pm
Oh Semra… This is beautiful….
Don’t Judge someone by what you see today… For in every man there is hope for the future…
Thanks for sharing
06/12/2016 3:50 pm
❤❤❤
06/12/2016 3:53 pm
💝💓💖
25/12/2016 2:36 pm
Powerful and worthwhile words my friend. I enjoyed the poetry.
25/12/2016 2:37 pm
Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Amazing words by a talented writer. Please read and enjoy.
25/12/2016 4:54 pm
Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
01/01/2017 6:44 pm
It leaves us with that taste on our lips. A magnificent story.
09/01/2017 3:18 pm
wow.. its really inspirational, especially for people like my country which so many differences. Love it. Thanks for sharing ❤
21/03/2017 2:49 am
One cannot judge on on season. And one has to love.
22/03/2017 11:58 am
♥
22/03/2017 12:44 pm
My grandfather taught me that one could not judge another human being unless one had walked in his/her shoes. I can still hear him.
29/04/2017 10:12 pm
Reblogged this on Merak Ettiğiniz Her Şey!.
04/05/2017 5:00 pm
❤
20/11/2017 4:44 pm
Semra, I read this again and found it deeply profound, and encouraging. Thank you.
20/11/2017 6:55 pm
Thanks dear brother, good night, Allah bless you. ❤
20/11/2017 8:42 pm
Peace to you.