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A
man was sleeping at night
in his cabin when
suddenly his room filled
with light and the savior
appeared. The Lord
told the man he had work
for him to do and showed
him a large rock in front
of his cabin. The
Lord explained that the
man was to push against
the rock with all his
might.
The man did, day after
day. For many years
he toiled from sun up to
sun down, his shoulders
set squarely against the
cold, massive surface of
the unmoving rock,
pushing with all his
might. Each night
the man returned to his
cabin sore and worn out,
feeling that his whole
day had been spent in
vain.
Seeing that the man was
showing signs of
discouragement, Satan
decided to enter the
picture by placing
thoughts into the man's
weary mind: "You
have been pushing against
that rock for a long
time, and it hasn't
budged. Why kill
yourself over this?
You are never going to
move it." This
gave the man the
impression that the task
was impossible and that
he was a failure.
These thoughts
discouraged and
disheartened the man.
"Why kill myself
over this?" he
thought. "I'll
just put in my time,
giving just the minimum
effort and that will be
good enough."
And that is what he
planned to do until one
day he decided to make it
a matter of prayer and
take his troubled
thoughts to the Lord.
"Lord, he said,
"I have labored long
and hard in your service,
putting all my strength
to do that which you have
asked. Yet, after
all this time, I have not
even budged that rock by
half a millimeter.
What is wrong? Why
am I failing?"
The Lord responded
compassionately, "My
friend, when I asked you
to serve me and you
accepted, I told you that
your task was to push
against the rock with all
your strength, which you
have done. Never
once did I mention to you
that I expected you to
move it. Your task
was to push. And
now you come to me, with
your strength spent,
thinking that you have
failed. But is that
really so? Look at
yourself. Your arms
ar strong and muscled,
your back sinewy and
brown, your hands are
callused from constant
pressure, and your legs
have become massive and
hard. Through
opposition you have grown
much and your abilities
now surpass that which
you used to have, yet you
haven't moved the rock.
But your calling was to
be obedient and to push
and to exercise your
faith and trust in My
wisdom. This you
have done. I, my
friend, will now move the
rock."
At times,
when we hear a word from
God, we tend to use our
own intellect to decipher
what He wants, when
actually what God wants
is just simple obedience
and faith in Him.
By all means, exercise
the faith that moves
mountains, but know that
it is still God who moves
the mountains.
| P=Pray |
U=Until |
S=Something |
H=Happens |
--Author Unknown--
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GOD'S LITTLE ACRE
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2003
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