In the life of every person there are ups and downs, moments ofhappiness, moments of ruin and hopelessness ...

 Sometimes the difficult periods are long and painful, as if all the evils of the

world pour one after another. We feel alone, vulnerable and abandoned.

Trouble befalls us, for which we are absolutely unprepared.

Then we must remember that  even in the most hopeless situation there is salvation, that sometimes life turns the most unexpected and the

successful outcome is before our eyes. We just have to see it. 

The bad that happens to us may turn out to be the best for us over time.The

important thing is to be patient and not give in to despair and

self-destructive behavior. Let's wait patiently for the clouds to

disperse.

There once lived a fabulously rich man. But even though he had everything on earth, he was unhappy. 

He was always sad and thoughtful and even looked like a sick person. He went to famous and

distinguished doctors, but they found him absolutely healthy and saw

no reason for his constant sadness. The rich man tried all sorts of

things to feel happier - he traveled the world,he started more and

more new activities, went to study with famous sages. Nothing helped.

He still felt unhappy...

One day he went to a spiritual master for advice.

"The problem is," said the teacher, "that you don't share your wealth

and success . If you want to be happy, help others."

This was already something new! 

The rich man rejoiced and thought,

"After all, why not sacrifice some of my wealth for the poor and the

needy. If that's the solution to my problem, great! ”

But he soon realized that this task was not so easy.

Since he wasn't used to giving for something he didn't benefit

from, he didn't even know who to start with. Yes, many people did look

poor, but whether they were really poor or pretending, he thought.

 On the other hand, those who really need help may be ashamed of their

poverty and hide it from pride.

"No, I should not give to anyone I come across ... 

They may turn out to be unworthy people, to use what i give them for some bad deed," the rich man

concluded.

A way had to be found to show him who the really

needy were. He thought and thought, and finally he was enlightened.

" I will give  to people who have lost all hope. This is the real misery!"

He went around shelters, prisons, streets and poor houses. But, alas!

He spoke to many people - sick, lonely, elderly, beggars, ruined and

abandoned by all people.

 But no one got the answer: 

"I have no hope anymore!"

And so, as he walked the streets, one day he heard a long

moan coming from some dilapidated house. He immediately set out, and

among the ruins he found a man in tattered clothes, all covered with

wounds, dirty and desperate. The unfortunate man seemed to be at his

limit.

- What happened to you? The rich man asked anxiously.

"Oh, don't ask ..." cried the unfortunate man. - Great trouble befell

me. I lost everything I had - my job, my home, my family, my money. I

don't even have anything to put in my mouth. I took shelter in this

old dungeon, but from the dirt now I got sick from some disease and

I'm all in wounds ...

"Can I ask you something, man?" - The rich man immediately came to

life. "Do you have hope?"

- Of course I have! As long as I am on earth, until I go to the grave,

I have hope. You know, remember one thing: Only those who are in the

cemetery have only hope!

The cemetery ?! the rich man repeated. If only those who are in the

cemetery have no hope, then I must give to them! 

Well, it's

true that it's not the same as helping the poor, but I can try. At

least I will be sure that what I give will not fall into the wrong

hands.

He waited for the night, picked up a bag of money, and headed for the

cemetery. He dug up the first grave he came across and buried the

bag in it. And suddenly he felt better. It was as if a stone had

fallen from his shoulders. He finally found someone who had no hope.

Some years have passed. The rich man forgot about this period of his

life and about the bag  buried in the grave. And he might

never have remembered this again if his life hadn't turned 180 degrees.

The time came when his success and wealth turned their backs on him.

At first he lost a small part of his possessions, then suffered a more

serious defeat and finally was completely ruined. He suddenly found

himself on the brink of poverty. He no longer had a roof over his head

or even anything to eat. Then you remembered the buried money.

That was his last hope! As many years ago, he waited until midnight

and headed for the cemetery with a shovel in his hand. He found the

grave and started digging. Suddenly he heard a voice behind him:

- Do not move! Slowly put down the shovel and stand up!

He carried out the orders and found himself face to face with the city guard.

"So you came in the middle of the night to steal from the dead!" shouted

the guard.

The poor man tried to explain something, but lost his mind and his

words out of fear and panic. He was taken to prison and taken to court

the next day. The once rich and successful man now stood poor and

despised, like an ordinary criminal, before a judge.

He himself realized that his story sounded ridiculous and that it was

almost impossible to believe him, but the only thing he kept repeating

were the words of that wretched man from the dilapidated house many

years ago: "While I'm on earth, until I go to the grave, I have hope.

"

After hearing the accusation, the judge turned to him and asked him:

- What can you say in your excuse?

"Your Honor, things are not as they seem." I did not want to rob the

graves of the dead. Many years ago, I buried some money in this grave

because I was looking for a person who had no hope left. Then I wanted

to donate to someone really in need, but I never found a person

who had lost the last drop of hope.

And one day, among some ruins, I

met a poor and fallen man, all covered with wounds. He had lost

everything, but to this day I remember his words that only those in

the cemetery have no hope. So I buried the money in a grave. But now I

myself have fallen out and decided to take them back.

"I'm sorry, Your Honor," the guard said, "but this man is obviously

lying." I have never heard anything more absurd than that. Do you

believe him?

"Yes, I believe him " the judge said, looking sympathetically at the

defendant. "This man is telling the absolute truth." Let him go.

When he was free, the former rich man walked happily down the street,

breathing fresh air and forgetting about all his troubles.

How lucky that this judge believed me! By the way, his face is very

familiar to me ... Where have I met him before? He thought...

"How does life turn ..." the judge thought after releasing the

defendant. "I will never forget the face of that man who asked me so

insistently if I had 

HOPE 

“There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must have felt what it is to die, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of life."

" Live, then, and be happy, beloved children of my heart, and never forget, that until the day God will deign to reveal the future to man, all human wisdom is contained in these two words, 'Wait Alexandre Dumas

A.A

Stob Bulgaria