Blissful Mornings - The Little Bell and the Grandfather Clock
In a small antique shop nestled on the corner of a quiet street, there stood a grand old clock—tall, majestic, its hands moving in perfect rhythm. For decades, it had kept time with unwavering precision, its deep chimes echoing through the shop at the start of every hour.
Beside it, on a humble shelf, sat a tiny silver bell. Unlike the grand clock, the little bell had no grand presence. It did not chime with power, nor did it command attention. It simply sat, unnoticed, collecting a light layer of dust.
One morning, as the shopkeeper dusted the shelves, the little bell gave a soft chime. The grandfather clock, with its deep, steady voice, spoke for the first time.
“You have a lovely sound,” the clock said.
The little bell, surprised, hesitated before responding. “But my chime is so small compared to yours. You call out the hours, you are strong and steady—I am just a tiny bell.”
The clock pondered this. “Perhaps. But do you know what I admire about you?”
The little bell shook slightly. “What?”
“You do not measure time. You do not count the passing hours. Yet, when you ring, it is not to remind the world that time is slipping away—it is to remind them of joy. You are rung when someone laughs, when someone is welcomed, when a moment of happiness needs to be marked.”
The little bell had never thought of it that way before.
For years, it had compared itself to the grand clock, believing itself to be insignificant. Yet, in that moment, it understood: while the clock measured time, the bell celebrated it.
And from that day on, whenever someone reached for the little bell and gave it a joyful ring, it did so with pride—knowing that even the smallest chime could fill a room with warmth.
May this story remind you, that no matter how small or grand our actions may seem, each carries its own purpose. Some measure the passage of time, and others make that time meaningful. Today, may you find moments of celebration, however small, and may your heart ring like the little bell—with joy, love, and purpose.
-Bliss Chains Authors
