A Fable: The Squirrel's Balance Scale

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My involvement in apologetics has been very rewarding.  As is the case with most, there are some dark stretches in the path, but I feel wiser for being willing to stay engaged with it.  I wanted to share my insights with my kids, but I know that a lecture from me will probably fade into blah, blah, blah...I decided to try and capture it in a fable of sorts and I thought that many of you here would have some valuable insights or corrections.  Hopefully, it is self explanatory:

 

A young squirrel accompanied father to the market for the first time.  The squirrel was amazed at the sights and sounds of this new found part of the world.  At their first stop, father loaded their harvest on the owl’s balance scale and the owl stacked iron weights on the other end to assess the harvest’s worth.  The squirrel was intrigued by how this stranger assigned value to the fruits of his family’s fields.  When they returned home, the industrious young squirrel built his own balance scale and fashioned some weights from hand-carved wood.  Over the next season, the squirrel weighed crops on the makeshift scale and was excited for the tremendous value they were sure to bring.  At the end of the season the squirrel walked with father to the market with some confidence in his step.  They approached the owl and loaded their harvest on the balance scale.  But the young squirrel was disheartened as the owl stacked only a handful of iron weights on the scale and handed over a few coins.  The squirrel had grown accustomed to seeing a tall stack of the hand-carved weights on the makeshift scale at home.  The market was not so kind, and visions of a generous recognition faded quickly.  The squirrel’s wise father seemed unbothered and graciously accepted the owl’s valuation.  The father grabbed the squirrel’s hand and strolled through the market looking for something special to take home as he did every season.