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The  Carpenter     Once  upon a time, two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict.  It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side-by-side, sharing  machinery and trading labor and goods as needed without a  hitch.  
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> Then  the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding  and it grew into a major difference and finally, it exploded into an  exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.  
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> One  morning there was a knock on John's door. He opened it to find a man with a  carpenter's toolbox. "I'm looking for a few days' work," he said. "Perhaps  you would have a few small jobs here and there I could help with? Could I  help you?"  
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> "Yes," said the older brother. "I  do have a job for you. Look across the creek at that farm. That's my  neighbor. In fact, it's my younger brother! Last week there was a meadow  between us. He recently took his bulldozer to the river levee and now there  is a creek between us.  Well, he may have done this to spite me, but  I'll do him one better. See that pile of lumber by the barn? I want you to  build me a fence an  8-foot fence -- so I won't need to see his place  or his face anymore."
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> The  carpenter said, "I think I understand the situation. Show me the    nails and the post-hole digger and I'll be able to do a job that  pleases you."  
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> The older brother had to go to  town, so he helped the carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off  for the day. The carpenter worked hard all that day -- measuring, sawing and  nailing. About sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just  finished his job.
> The farmer's eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped. There  was no fence there at all.  
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> It  was a bridge  .. a  bridge that stretched from  one  side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work, handrails and all! And  the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming toward them, his hand  outstretched..  
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> "You are quite a fellow to build  this bridge after all I've said and done."  
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> The  two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met in middle,  taking each other's hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist his toolbox  onto his shoulder.  
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> "No,  wait! Stay a few days. I've a lot of other projects for you," said the older  brother. "I'd love to stay on," the carpenter said, "but I have many more  bridges to build."   
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> Remember  This...   God  won't ask what kind of car you drove, but He'll ask how many people you  helped get where they needed to go.     
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> God  won't ask the square footage of your house, but He'll ask how many people  you welcomed into your home.
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> God  won't ask about the clothes you had in your closet, but He'll ask how many  you helped to clothe.     
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> God  won't ask how many friends you had, but He'll ask how many people to whom  you were a friend.    
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> God  won't ask in what neighborhood you lived, but He'll ask how you treated your  neighbors.    
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> God  won't ask about the color of your skin, but He'll ask about the content of  your character
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> God  won't ask why it took you so long to seek Salvation, but He'll   lovingly take you to your mansion in Heaven, and not to the gates of  hell.  
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> God  won't ask how many people you forwarded this to, but He'll ask why you were  ashamed to pass it on to your friends...  

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