WHAT SHOULD YOU DO THAT ONE DAY YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE THAT NOW YOU CAN DO?

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Laurens Van der Post, a South African novelist, once wrote a story about two brothers. The elder brother was strong, intelligent, athletic and a natural leader. Sent away to a private boarding school, he quickly made a name for himself.

His brother, six years younger, had no athletic ability, no engaging personality. A large protrusion on his back made him what the world viciously calls a hunchback.

But he had one great gift, a beautiful voice. He could sing like an angel. In time he joined his elder brother at the same private school.

And soon it happened - a group of boys, practicing cruelty as only boys can sometimes do, surrounded the young man, tore off his shirt and ridiculed the massive growth rising from his shoulders.

From an open window the older brother saw it all happen, but did nothing to stop it. He was a leader and could have brought it to a halt immediately, but he refused to practice brotherhood, to cry out, “This is my brother. Cease and desist!”

Instead he turned away from what was happening and let the obscenity continue. He saw it only as an act of self-preservation. It was actually an act of betrayal for he had been as much a part of the attack as if he had done it himself.

No fatality took place. The younger one survived physically, but emotionally he was never again the same. He no longer sang. He isolated himself.

Years passed, the elder brother went off to fight in WWII and was stationed in Palestine. One night, lying outdoors under the stars, the enormity of what he had done those many years before struck to the center of his soul. Hit him hard and he did not sleep well for many nights. He realized that he would never have peace in his heart until he asked for his younger brother's forgiveness.

When he was finally given leave time, he managed to makes the long and dangerous wartime trip back to South Africa. He and his brother stayed up most of the night talking and he confessed his betrayal to his brother. They cried together and embrace. Something else happened that night. As the elder brother was falling asleep, he heard a beautiful, clear, angelic voice caressing the night His brother was singing again. He had heard his brother cry and now he heard him sing.

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