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Ant and the Contact Lens |
Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go rock climbing.
Although she was scared to death, she went with her group to
a tremendous granite cliff.
In spite of her fear, she put on the gear, took a hold on the
rope, and started up the face of that rock.
Well, she got to a ledge where she could take a breather. As
she was hanging on there, the safety rope snapped against
Brenda's eye and knocked out her contact lens. Well, here
she is on a rock ledge, with hundreds of feet below her and
hundreds of feet above her. Of course, she looked and looked
and looked, hoping it had landed on the ledge, but it just
wasn't there. Here she was, far from home, her sight now
blurry. She was desperate and began to get upset, so she
prayed to the Lord to help her to find it.
When she got to the top, a friend examined her eye and her
clothing for the lens, but there was no contact lens to be
found. She sat down, despondent, with the rest of the party,
waiting for the rest of them to make it up the face of the
cliff. She looked out across range after range of mountains,
thinking of that Bible verse that says, "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."
Finally, they walked down the trail to the bottom. At the
bottom there was a new 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 the face of
the rock, carrying it.
Brenda told me that her father is a cartoonist. When she told
him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the
contact lens, he drew a picture of an ant lugging that contact
lens with the words, "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 probably do some of us good to occasionally
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.
-- A true story by Josh and Karen Zarandona |
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