A short story by Joseph Anthony Rivers
Once upon a time there was a boy who searched for a sacred diamond in a faraway cave. He was told from a wise elder that it would bring him great riches and joy if had ever found it. For 10 years he traveled to that cave and dug deeper into its atmosphere in search of that precious diamond. Each day he would return home at sunset only more disappointed than he was the previous day. Instead of returning to the cave the next day the young boy awoke and decided to give up on his dream of obtaining that diamond. He figured that it required too much work to possess a dream that he didn’t know for sure was possible to achieve. As he sat there looking out of his window he noticed a small boy running through the corn fields unattended. He quickly burst through his wooden door and headed toward the corn field. He yelled to the little boy to slow down. The little boy continued to run further and further into the field toward the cave. As he got toward the end of the field he caught a glimpse of the little boy run into the caves entrance. Luckily, he remembered he had his flashlight and small shovel attached to his belt which he never took off. He entered the cave calling for the young boy but received no response. As he searched for the young boy he began to look around at how many holes he had dug in that 10 years he had been traveling to that cave. He realized how much work he had put into finding that diamond. As he traveled deeper into the cave he heard the little boy call to him. To his amazement the voice was coming from the same part of the cave he was supposed to work on that day. Yet, the little boy was not there. He heard the little boy call to him again but from under the ground. He grabbed his shovel from his belt and began to dig in an effort to save the little boy. Each time he dug into the ground the cave began to brighten more and more. The boy stepped into the hole to dig further as he seen a marvelous light peeking through the rocky surface. In one last dig the entire cave lit up as if heaven had visited the land. There laid in his shovel that very diamond he had set on a journey to find 10 years ago. The little boy’s voice spoke again. It calmly uttered, “Thank you.” The boy stood there in total amazement as the little boys voice came from the precious diamond. He now noticed that the atmosphere had sent the little boy to not let him give up on his dream. For the atmosphere knew that he had worked tirelessly in search of that diamond. For that was his dream. For all it took was one more push, one more hole, at the exact moment the boy had wanted to quit to find what he had longed for all those years. For when you are chasing your dream with all your might the universe will conspire to assist you. You’re just one hole away from your dream so never give up. Believe in the power of the atmosphere.