This Heartwarming Story About A Selfless Farmer Is Making People Tear Up
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It is no secret that most of us nowadays have our little special corner of the Internet, whether that would be our Instagram or Twitter account, Imgur profile, a personal blog, YouTube account – you name it, there’s a place for everyone under the virtual sun here.
This time the Tumblr community blessed us with a story so wholesome, it seems the writers on the platform can’t get enough of it themselves. It’s been circulating online for quite a while and several people kept adding to it until it became a real masterpiece about kindness and the true beauty of friendship, loyalty, and selfless unconditional love. And no, it’s not me crying, it’s them ninjas cutting onions.
When talking about storytelling, storyteller specializing in personal narratives Josh Campbell says it’s important to stay honest with your audience when you’re telling or writing a story. He suggests staying with your point but not forgetting to add some little exciting side quests. “[In] every journey you want to get from A to B but it’s the side roads and the side tracks, the long cuts and the short cuts that make the journey worthwhile,” says the storyteller.
Someone on Tumblr posted this writing prompt for people continue the story
However, Josh says it’s important not to get too carried away with the side stories and also not to be too open about the moral of the story. Let the people figure it out themselves. “You’ve got to trust that your audience is going to get the lesson that you want them to get or they’re going get the lesson that they want to get. Don’t rob them of that by telling them the moral of the story”.
And this person definitely delivered
Image credits: Jim Driscoll
Image credits: hartanto
However, the story didn’t end here as another user added up more to the perfection
Finally, user under the nickname Stu-pot leveled up the story to become a real hymnal of kindness, loyalty and friendship
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OK, confirmed atheist, sceptic and cynic here, and I loved this story. I loved it because, though it speaks of gods, it's also about truth and the human condition, and how every little action makes a difference that lasts. Well done to those who wrote it.
I wish most religions/religious were like this.
Yes - and that's the difference between being religious or spiritual. You do not need religion to be spiritual. It lives deep down in each of us.
Perfect story for the time we live in. I am in tears :D, but this are happy tears.
So beautiful. So sad. The additions made it bearable. I'm in tears.
The story is yours to write and never ends, as kindness and continued regeneration is found in this simple temple.
Beautiful,thanks to the writers who continued it.
this was the most beautiful i've read in a long time. I cried so hard....
I’m Christian, but I loved this story. The Christian God as I believe in Him is the God of everything, yes, but like this god here, the God of small beauties. In the Book of Matthew it says, “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you.” Even a seemingly “useless” god can still provide comfort and peace. I’m not trying to push this on anyone else, I just wanted to share my thoughts. Yes, I’m aware that Christianity has been used to justify things in the past such as the Crusades.
The God of the Crusades is not the God that I believe in. My God is “compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love.” I’m just sharing my thoughts, downvote me all you want, or don’t. I hope just one person reads this and takes comfort from it.
my emotions do not easily rise yet now upon finishing reading this accumulative story i am crumbled in tears and angst and feeling.... thank you everyone. we are our own hope
I really enjoyed this story. It reminded me of Small Gods, by Terry Pratchett
Forget the onions, this made me cry.
As if the old Ones wrote this in the act of telling people kindness needs no reward. Just having someone to talk to or give company without having to say a word to. This is a tale that should be written and read by many many more. The moral of the story is the story coming full circle.
Onions. Lots of onions. Onions everywhere.
Take them away! I don't want them either!
really cool
This absolutely beautiful in many ways
So beautiful
😐😶😣😥😭
...I could barely make it through the second part without blubbering like a baby, I absolutely adore this!
I am late getting to bed, but I had to read this long one, thanks for posting !!!
Am reminded that the Infinite Divine is in and around us all & everywhere!
So many words
...I like this. Short and wonderful.
Thank you!
Wow, just wow. Gave me chills! And what a lovely, haunting and sad tale. The simple beauty of belief, and time. We are all keepers of these things. We just need to share it more, with others!
OMG
It was a sad story but in the end it filled me with peace. The god of Arepo is at work again. Namaste!
Didn't think I was going to cry. I definitely did cry.
Beautiful. No words, just tears.
Beautiful.
I cry every time
Just beautiful
faith in a thing outside ourselves is our own. Whether it has a name or not, it is ours and no one else's. It is a deep personal bond to that which we choose.
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Religion at it's core here. Long winded, abstract ideas and stories that sound deep when they roll off the tongue but are rarely put into practice.
OK, confirmed atheist, sceptic and cynic here, and I loved this story. I loved it because, though it speaks of gods, it's also about truth and the human condition, and how every little action makes a difference that lasts. Well done to those who wrote it.
I wish most religions/religious were like this.
Yes - and that's the difference between being religious or spiritual. You do not need religion to be spiritual. It lives deep down in each of us.
Perfect story for the time we live in. I am in tears :D, but this are happy tears.
So beautiful. So sad. The additions made it bearable. I'm in tears.
The story is yours to write and never ends, as kindness and continued regeneration is found in this simple temple.
Beautiful,thanks to the writers who continued it.
this was the most beautiful i've read in a long time. I cried so hard....
I’m Christian, but I loved this story. The Christian God as I believe in Him is the God of everything, yes, but like this god here, the God of small beauties. In the Book of Matthew it says, “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you.” Even a seemingly “useless” god can still provide comfort and peace. I’m not trying to push this on anyone else, I just wanted to share my thoughts. Yes, I’m aware that Christianity has been used to justify things in the past such as the Crusades.
The God of the Crusades is not the God that I believe in. My God is “compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love.” I’m just sharing my thoughts, downvote me all you want, or don’t. I hope just one person reads this and takes comfort from it.
my emotions do not easily rise yet now upon finishing reading this accumulative story i am crumbled in tears and angst and feeling.... thank you everyone. we are our own hope
I really enjoyed this story. It reminded me of Small Gods, by Terry Pratchett
Forget the onions, this made me cry.
As if the old Ones wrote this in the act of telling people kindness needs no reward. Just having someone to talk to or give company without having to say a word to. This is a tale that should be written and read by many many more. The moral of the story is the story coming full circle.
Onions. Lots of onions. Onions everywhere.
Take them away! I don't want them either!
really cool
This absolutely beautiful in many ways
So beautiful
😐😶😣😥😭
...I could barely make it through the second part without blubbering like a baby, I absolutely adore this!
I am late getting to bed, but I had to read this long one, thanks for posting !!!
Am reminded that the Infinite Divine is in and around us all & everywhere!
So many words
...I like this. Short and wonderful.
Thank you!
Wow, just wow. Gave me chills! And what a lovely, haunting and sad tale. The simple beauty of belief, and time. We are all keepers of these things. We just need to share it more, with others!
OMG
It was a sad story but in the end it filled me with peace. The god of Arepo is at work again. Namaste!
Didn't think I was going to cry. I definitely did cry.
Beautiful. No words, just tears.
Beautiful.
I cry every time
Just beautiful
faith in a thing outside ourselves is our own. Whether it has a name or not, it is ours and no one else's. It is a deep personal bond to that which we choose.
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Religion at it's core here. Long winded, abstract ideas and stories that sound deep when they roll off the tongue but are rarely put into practice.