My family lives in a small town. I am living with another family while I go to school in a nearby big city. I have had a rather ugly past believing that football and girls/women were what you needed to be good at. Alice, the woman of the house, and I use the same blog, and back in NovemberI noticed a post by Alice entitled"A fool made wise by pity." I did not think much of it at the time. Alice is a beautiful 65 year old lady. Her life has been fascinating. She came from a wealthy family and was pursued by many men, including a Saudi Arabian prince who would charter planes to come and see her. Her boss asked Jack, before she married Jack, to help him win Alice because Jack was more 'experienced, and would know how to win a woman. But instead of marrying her boss she married Jack,a young teacher and union organizer . The marriage was met with great opposition by her family because Jack was not Catholic,as Alice and her family were. But To this day Alice is loved by all who know her. Her personality, her kindness, her sense of humor, make her always wanted for parties and gatherings of all kinds. And she has been very kind to me ,nursing me back from a rather serious injury, just like a mother would. She treats me as she does her own children, although we were not even related. She has guided me to religion, not by force, but by exposing me to what Christianity can do.
One day we were sitting in her living room, and I noticed a picture hanging on the wall that had always been there since I had come to live with Jack and Alice and their family. I ask her about it. She told me it was a reproduction of a 19th century painting called "The Temptation of Parsifal." I had never even heard of Parsifal, but Alice explained he was a knight of the round table who was called "A fool made wise by pity." I can't remember the whole story, but Parsifal was a foolish young man who became sorry for the King of the Holy Grail, who had a painful wound that could not be healed except by a young knight who had compassion for the king.
After many adventures, the young Parsifal became a knight and found the spear that had been used on Jesus' side at the cruxifiction. He took the spear to the king and touched his wound, and it was instantly healed. Parsifal then became king of the holy grail when the healed king later died.
Alice believes as did the author of the legend that we become good and wise by having compassion on others. She is no saint, but she loves the picture. I believe it reminds her of what she should strive for. But we slightly disagree, because I think I know an unwise young man, not named Parsifal, who became not wise but wiser, because he received the touch of the spear. And he is wiser because of a person who had compassion on him. So Alice, God Bless you.