The Goldsmith and an Old Man

How We Can Live in Harmony
Signs of God Scattered in the Universe
Humility and its Virtues

There was an old man who went to a goldsmith and said, “May I use your scales to weigh my own gold?” Goldsmiths keep very sensitive scales. The goldsmith replied: “Sorry, sir, I don’t have a sieve.” “Don’t make fun of me, ” said the man: “I asked for your scales, not
a sieve.” “I don’t have a broom either,” the goldsmith said. “Come on,” said the man impatiently, “Don’t play deaf.” “I am not playing deaf, my good man, and I heard everything you said.” Then the goldsmith explained: “Your hands are shaking with old age and your gold is in tiny bits and pieces. When you start weighing, you’ll scatter them on the floor. Then you’ll ask for a broom to pick them up. And
then, to separate the gold from the dust and dirt, you’ll ask for a sieve.” How would you describe the wisdom of this goldsmith?