A farmer who was out plowing with one mule kept yelling at it, “Giddap, Pete! Giddap, Barney! Giddap, Johnny! Giddap, Tom!“
A stranger, observing this, finally asked, “How many names does that mule have?”
“Only one,” answered the farmer. “His name is Pete, but he doesn’t know his own strength, so I put blinders on him. Then I yell the other names at him, and he thinks three other mules are helping him!”
In a serious sense, we sometimes feel we have blinders on when trying to plead our cause before the Lord. “We know not how to pray.” Reaching out to others not only strengthens us but deepens our zeal. There is nothing like prayer to bring hope to the downcast, peace to the anxious, or healing to the sick.
James 5:17b “The prayer of a righteous man availeth much.”
Matthew 18:20 “For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them.”