
Recently I came across this modern day parable which at first seems a “nonsense story”. Only when one gets to the end does it become clear that it is conveying a profound message. Once upon a time there was a man who carried brightly coloured balloons everywhere he went. He enjoyed watching them float above his head and he never let them go. The people at his work were accustomed to seeing them – they didn’t mind because it brightened up the office. At night the balloons would float above the man as he slept.
One day the balloon man was surprised to discover that he had won a free ocean cruise. He was so excited. On the morning of the big day of departure he called a taxi. The driver had to take him to the dock very slowly because not all the balloons would fit into the taxi. He had to hold some out of the window! When he got on board, he realised how hungry he was. Just then, the dinner bell went. He walked towards the dining room on the second deck. The aroma of food was so exciting. There was one problem though! Whoever had designed the ship hadn’t left enough room for a man with a handful of balloons to get down the passageway. He could do it if he released some of the balloons, but he was too fond of them to do that. He wandered back to the upper deck. He was still hungry – but at least he still had his balloons. When night time came, he was conducted to his cabin. It was beautiful and the bed looked so inviting, but unfortunately the door to the cabin was so designed that he couldn’t get all his balloons in without breaking some! He reluctantly went back on deck. There he found some blankets and a deck chair. What an uncomfortable night he had – but at least he still had his balloons!
The next morning the balloon man received an engraved invitation from the Captain of the ship. He had been personally invited to dine at the Captain’s table and enjoy the speciality of a world famous chef. It was to be prepared especially for the balloon man. All day the balloon man watched the preparations for the evening banquet. How exciting it all looked, but of course he couldn’t get in with his balloons! Finally, the dinner bell sounded and happy passengers made their way to the banquet. The balloon man just stood there. He looked at the engraved invitation from the Captain, then he looked at his balloons. It was hard to do at first, but slowly one by one he let the balloons go. As he watched them drift out of sight, what a sense of relief he felt. He felt as though a burden had been lifted. He walked into the dining room and as a guest at the Captain’s table, enjoyed the finest meal and best companionship he had ever known.
