Once upon a time there lived a Giant. He was a very large Giant, and you, kind reader, might think this made him clumsy or rude or even that he might use his size to intimidate the other beings and creatures in his land. But, actually, the Giant was gentle and kind and always held others' feelings before his own. The smaller beings (Small Kreatures Most Brave) held him in esteem and dubbed him Gentle Giant due to his large heart.
Life was usually happy and sweet for the Gentle Giant, but one day someone hurt him very badly. And since he had such an open heart, this wounded him deeply and made him cry. His wife, Mrs. Gentle Giant was hurt as well, for, you see, the someone who was doing the hurting was their son. The Giant kept having thoughts that he alone would have to bear the burden so that Mrs. Giant would not hurt so badly, so that his son would return to his arms, so that he could hold his Giant Family together. But, little did he know that, in Giant Land the SKMBs were spreading the word about Gentle Giant's sadness. As word got 'round, the tiny beings began thinking of the Giant with lovely, uplifting thoughts. Each time a loving thought was thought, the wound in the Giant's giant heart closed a little, and he could actually feel his pain ease somewhat.
Both Gentle Giant and the SKMBs knew that it would take a long time for the wound to heal. After all, it was very deep and had happened to an enormous heart. Plus, the SKMBs were very little, taken individually, that was. Even as they banded as one to heal the Giant, it was a very slow process, and we all know why. Gentle Giant loved his son more than any SKMB, and more than himself. His son had hurt him before, so Gentle Giant knew of the pain, but somehow it was worse this time because his son had been in a faraway land, and the Giant had not seen him in many months. How he longed to look into the eyes of his first-born and tell him how he loved him no matter what had passed between them before. How his heart broke that his son had chosen to stay away during the Festive Season of Love and Harmony and Peace. His thoughts kept straying away to this boy, now man, who he would give anything to make him happy, to keep him safe from outside forces of Evil. But then he remembered all the tiny beings who were thinking lovely thoughts to help him, and he remembered that there is a Great Giant even gianter than he that lived above his land and looked down in Love and Mercy and Forgiveness to him and all beings.
And the Gentle Giant smiled, for he knew that the Great Giant saw and felt his misery. He knew that, many times, sons realize they've erred and return to their Fathers. He also knew that, sometimes they don't return for a long time, and maybe not ever (for this is the truth, however melancholy). He knew his world was imperfect, but the Great Giant could somehow make everything turn out to be the way it was supposed to be for every being. The Great Giant could see down the road, that this was best for this family, and the strength they would receive from it would far outweigh the pain felt in the present time.
So, the Giant smiled and the SKMBs felt the brightness and warmth of that smile. "He has given us so much," they cried. "Let us keep lifting him and his family to the Great Giant in the Sky, and the Giant will feel his wound close, even if just a little!" They did. The Great Giant looked at this small part of the world He had made and cried in tenderness for the pain His beings must endure, and the love they must show.
The Gentle Giant knew that there would be pain from this wound, but he put his arms around his wife, comforted her and felt stronger and more Giant than ever. His son felt it too, for even though he was very far away in mind and heart, his blood was his father and mother's blood, and his heart, although hardened, was crumbling and wounded too. Someday, someday, the wounds would close and the Giant Family drew strength and rested.