A True Story…(Though possibly completely hokey…totally appropriate for where I am)
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> Brenda was almost halfway to the top of the tremendous granite cliff.
> *She was standing on a ledge where she was taking a breather during
> this, her first rock climb. As she rested there, the safety rope
> snapped against her eye and knocked out her contact lens
> <http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&k=contact%20lens>_ _.
> “Great”, she thought. “Here I am on a rock ledge, hundreds of feet
> from the bottom and hundreds of feet to the top of this cliff, and now
> my sight is blurry.”
> She looked and looked, hoping that somehow it had landed on the ledge.
> But it just wasn’t there.
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> She felt the panic rising in her, so she began praying. She prayed for
> calm, and she prayed that she may find her contact lens.
>
> When she got to the top, a friend examined her eye and her clothing
> for the lens, but it was not to be found. Although she was calm now
> that she was at the top, she was saddened because she could not
> clearly see across the range of mountains. She thought of the bible
> verse “The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth.”
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> She thought, “Lord, You can see all these mountains. You know every
> stone and leaf, and You know exactly where my contact lens is. Please
> help me.”
>
> Later, when they had hiked down the trail to the bottom of the cliff
> they met another party of climbers just starting up the face of the
> cliff. One of them shouted out, “Hey, you guys! Anybody lose a contact
> lens?”
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> Well, that would be startling enough, but you know why the climber saw
> it? An ant was moving slowly across a twig on the face of the rock,
> carrying it!
> []
> The story doesn’t end there. Brenda’s father is a cartoonist. When she
> told him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the contact
> lens, he drew a cartoon of an ant lugging that contact lens with the
> caption, “Lord, I don’t know why You want me to carry this thing. I
> can’t eat it, and it’s awfully heavy. But if this is what You want me
> to do, I’ll carry it for You.”
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> I think it would do all of us some good to say, *”God, I don’t know
> why You want me to carry this load. I can see no good in it and it’s
> awfully heavy. But, if You want me to carry it, I will.” _
>
> God doesn’t call the qualified, He qualifies the called._* *
>
> Yes, I do love GOD. He is my source of existence and my Savior. He
> keeps me functioning each and every day Without Him, I am nothing, but
> with Him….I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me.
> (Phil. 4:13)
>
>
> Brenda was almost halfway to the top of the tremendous granite cliff.
> *She was standing on a ledge where she was taking a breather during
> this, her first rock climb. As she rested there, the safety rope
> snapped against her eye and knocked out her contact lens
> <http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&k=contact%20lens>_ _.
> “Great”, she thought. “Here I am on a rock ledge, hundreds of feet
> from the bottom and hundreds of feet to the top of this cliff, and now
> my sight is blurry.”
> She looked and looked, hoping that somehow it had landed on the ledge.
> But it just wasn’t there.
>
> She felt the panic rising in her, so she began praying. She prayed for
> calm, and she prayed that she may find her contact lens.
>
> When she got to the top, a friend examined her eye and her clothing
> for the lens, but it was not to be found. Although she was calm now
> that she was at the top, she was saddened because she could not
> clearly see across the range of mountains. She thought of the bible
> verse “The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth.”
>
> She thought, “Lord, You can see all these mountains. You know every
> stone and leaf, and You know exactly where my contact lens is. Please
> help me.”
>
> Later, when they had hiked down the trail to the bottom of the cliff
> they met another party of climbers just starting up the face of the
> cliff. One of them shouted out, “Hey, you guys! Anybody lose a contact
> lens?”
>
> Well, that would be startling enough, but you know why the climber saw
> it? An ant was moving slowly across a twig on the face of the rock,
> carrying it!
> []
> The story doesn’t end there. Brenda’s father is a cartoonist. When she
> told him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the contact
> lens, he drew a cartoon of an ant lugging that contact lens with the
> caption, “Lord, I don’t know why You want me to carry this thing. I
> can’t eat it, and it’s awfully heavy. But if this is what You want me
> to do, I’ll carry it for You.”
>
> I think it would do all of us some good to say, *”God, I don’t know
> why You want me to carry this load. I can see no good in it and it’s
> awfully heavy. But, if You want me to carry it, I will.” _
>
> God doesn’t call the qualified, He qualifies the called._* *
>
> Yes, I do love GOD. He is my source of existence and my Savior. He
> keeps me functioning each and every day Without Him, I am nothing, but
> with Him….I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me.
> (Phil. 4:13)
Eating My Way Through It 