There was a child near the seashore.
He was building a castle with the sand. He managed to built a really big one and he was happy when the wave took it away. While his father, a well-known architect started to built a castle with stones. He managed to built a beautiful one and started quickly to enjoy it.
“This is my castle,” he use to say. “A strong palace made with stones. No power on Earth can crash it and this my castle will forever glow.”
As the time passed by, the nature forces came again. On the stone walls of the castle started pouring a strong rain. Then the wind came to visit and it broke everything. From that beautiful castle was now nothing left.
The architect was very sad and he started crying loud.
“Why this happened to me? Why my castle it’s gone?”
And then his child took his hand and placed on his heart.
“The only castle we have to keep it’s the one we built inside. No stone wall and no shining gold it’s going to be with us. Stop crying me dear father. That castle wasn’t yours to keep. Look in your heart my father, there is the palace of your dreams.
We own nothing in this life. We only have God. He built the castle of love and this one will never be gone.”