"From Harvard to Stanford"
[Author Unknown)

5-5-99 Story of the Week Seeds from Church Within #30
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Welcome
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Greetings my Dearest Sisters and Brothers, and welcome again to The
Church Within Story of the Week ["SOW Seeds]

This week's SOW Seeds - #30 , contributed by: Amy Megow

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Story of the Week
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"From Harvard to Stanford"
[Author Unknown)

        A lady in a faded gingham dress and her husband, dressed in a homespun threadbare suit, stepped off the train in Boston, and walked timidly without an appointment into the President of Harvard's outer office. The secretary could tell in a moment that such backwoods, country hicks had no business at Harvard and probably didn't even deserve to be in Cambridge. She frowned. "We want to see the President," the man said softly. "He'll be busy all day," the Secretary snapped. "We'll wait," the lady replied.

         For hours, the Secretary ignored them, hoping that the couple would finally become discouraged and go away. They didn't and the secretary grew frustrated and finally decided to disturb the President, even though it was a chore she always regretted. "Maybe if they just see you for a few minutes, they'll leave," she told him He sighed in exasperation and nodded. Someone of his importance obviously didn't have the time to spend with them, but he detested gingham dresses and homespun suits cluttering up his outer office. The President, stern-faced with dignity, strutted toward the couple. The lady told him, "We had a son who attended Harvard for one year. He loved Harvard. He was happy here. But about a year ago, he was accidentally killed.

         And my husband and I would like to erect a memorial to him, somewhere on campus."

         The President wasn't touched; he was shocked. "Madam," he said gruffly, "we cannot put up a statue for every person who attended Harvard and died. If we did, this place would look like a cemetery."

         "Oh, no," the lady replied quickly. "We don't want to erect a statue. We thought we would like to give a building to Harvard." The President rolled his eyes. He glanced at the gingham dress and homespun suit, and then he exclaimed, "A building. Do you have any earthly idea how much a building costs? We have over seven and a half million dollars in the physical plant at Harvard."

         For a moment the lady was silent. The president was pleased. He could get rid of them now. And then the lady turned to her husband and said quietly, "Is that all it costs to start a University? Why don't we just start our own?" Her husband nodded. The President's face wilted in confusion and bewilderment. And Mr.. and Mrs.. Leland Stanford walked away. They traveled to Palo Alto, California where they established the university that bears his name -- a memorial to a son that Harvard no longer cared about.

        "You can easily judge the character of others by how they treat those who can neither do anything for you nor to you." Malcolm Forbes.

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The Prayer
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Dear God,        
        Help me to clearly see others as You do... using the eyes of my Soul. The blurred and distorted vision of egotistical judgement no longer serves me, and in retrospect never did.

You ALL are Within the Infinitely Loving Embrace of our Universal
Parent,

The Creator's Eternal Love, through me, to all of You,
Pastor Daniel

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