Tears From Heaven’s Faucet

A young man dies before his time and is accepted into heaven. He wanders around for a bit before approaching an angel.

“Is everything okay?” the angel asks, seeing the man is all alone.

“Yes, I suppose,” the man answers. “But I’m thirsty. Is there no place where I can have a drink?”

The angel points to a faucet behind him and says, “There. Drink as much as you wish.”

So, the young man goes to the flowing faucet and drinks until satisfied. He does this same thing day after day, year after year, decade after decade. But the fountain gives less and less as time passes. Eventually, he turns on the faucet one morning, and barely a drop comes out.

Confused, he walks back to the angel and politely asks, “Why is there no water?”

The angel puts his hand on the man, informing him the faucet was never full of water. What was flowing from it were tears. Tears from those who loved him and were still on earth. And the simple reason there were no more tears left in the faucet was that nobody was left to remember him.

I often wonder what happened next in that story. I’d like to think he turned around and reunited with those family and friends who missed him so dearly.

The lesson here is never to waste a day without telling the people you love how you feel about them. We never know how long we have on this earth.