I walk and I stumble. I lean down and see the object that has hindered me, it is a small stone. I flick it away. Hoping no one will notice, I skip it across the water of a nearby pond. Someone has noticed me. Later I am walking and I stumble again. I lean down again to see it. A bigger stone much bigger than the first invades my path. I pick it up and though it is still a stone it is heavier. I throw it away. It careens off a tree and crashes to the ground. I walk some more. I come to an even bigger rock, and though i can see it, it still trips me. Weary though I am, I trudge on. Mottled and ridden with sweat,I can barely muster any strength to continue and collapse face first onto the cold wet mud. I ponder giving up and returning home. I set out alone thinking i needed no one there to guide me or assist me. I feel a hand, I begin to look up and in the gleaming ligbt of day, I see the face of a gentle stranger looking down at my weary body, his hand takes mine and bades me "Come for I will always be with you, follow me and I will show you many glorioua things." I obey and the stranger helps me up off the ground, and not to fall again.
Moral: No matter how large our problems may become, if we choose to allow Jesus Christ to come into our lives, no problem or situation is too big for Him to handle.
My question: If God can handle all of our situations how come many wont come to Him until our lives beccome unmanageable?
Think about that. in the short story above I illustrated how we often try to handle things on our own. Then as things get increeasingly worse for the man who was walking on the path, he continues onward but trips over the boulder. He collapses and realizes that once he allowed Christ into his heart and accepted Him he never fell again. Thats not to say he wouldn't stumble or experience trials but just imagine what would have happened if the man had not obeyed Jesus. If he chose not to allow Jesus to pick him up.
He would have given up and missed out on so many wonderful things.
It is written that "Pride goeth before the fall" Pride was the man's worst enemy. It is ours too. God wants our pride to come from believing in Him and the love he offers us.
Many of you pobably don't know me. I was that prideful man. Growing up I thought I was able to do things without anyone's help. My pride would come from my low self esteem. I grew up in a great household don't get me wrong. However: I was still arrogant. I thought I could do anything without help from anyone. Let me be the first to tell you that my pride and arrogance destroyed many relationships for me. Some of those are friends I will never have back. God causd me to examine my heart in 1998 when i was diagnosed with Parkinsons disease. I still had much pride but i couldnt do things I did before not by a long shot. Things progressed for me to the point where I started to feel sorry for myself, and shutting out the people I loved and needed most. I thought about giving up, of ending it that would have been easy, to let my pride get the best of me. God didnt let me doo that He kept tugging at me.I finally relented and said "Lord now I am ready to listen." We need to put pride aside It is what Jesus calls us to do. We need to surrender and accept His help. Know that when the journey becomes fraught with stones, that Jesus is there to pick us up, dust us off, and set us back on the path. We don't need to travel alone.
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