The carpenter grew older, and tired, and decided it was time for him to retire. The hammer was beginning to grow heavy, the saw less sharp, and the markings on the boards were a little harder to see. The quality of his work continued at the highest level, but he did not want to stop after his work was not as fine – before his reputation was diminished. 

He would be missed. But it was time, now he could rest and enjoy his grandchildren.

A few days passed and the contractor showed up at the modest home of the carpenter. The contractor plead for the carpenter to come back and build just one more home. A home for a valued friend of his. A home of lasting beauty and quality. The carpenter politely declined. The Contractor pressed a little – and the carpenter agreed. He would build one more home.

The day came that the home was complete. It looked grand. A home anyone would love to inhabit. And, as he was ready to return home, His good friend, the Contractor smiled. Shook his hand, and gave him the key to the home the carpenter had just built.

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