CHANCES.........

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CHANCES.........

 

Lecturer Charles Hobbs sometimes tells about a woman who lived inLondon over a

century ago. She saved what little money she couldworking as a scullery maid

and used it one evening to hear a greatspeaker of her day.

 

His speech moved her deeply and she waited to visit with him afterwards.

‘How fine it must be to have had the opportunities you have had in life,’

she said.‘My dear lady,’ he replied, ‘have you never received an

opportunity?’‘Not me. I have never had a chance,’ she said.

‘What do you do?’ the speaker asked.She answered, ‘I peel onions and

potatoes in my sister's boarding house.’‘How long have you been doing

this?’ he pursued.

‘Fifteen miserable years!’ she replied.‘And where do you sit?’ he

continued.‘Why, on the bottom step in the kitchen.’ She looked

puzzled.‘And where do you put your feet?’‘On the floor,’ she answered,

more puzzled.‘What is the floor?’‘It is glazed brick.’Then he said,

‘My dear lady, I will give you an assignment today. Iwant you to write me a

letter about the brick.’Against her protests about being a poor writer, he

made her promise tocomplete the assignment.The next day, as she sat down to

peel onions, she gazed at the brickfloor. That evening she pulled one loose,

took it to a brick factoryand asked the owner to explain to her how bricks were

made.Still not satisfied, she went to a library and found a book on bricks.

She learned that 120 different kinds of brick and tile were beingproduced in

England at the time. She discovered how clay beds, whichexisted for millions of

years, were formed.

 

Her research captivated her imagination and she spent every spare

moment learning more. She returned to the library night after night

and this woman, who never had a chance, gradually began to climb

the steps of knowledge.After months of study, she set out to write her letter as promised.

She sent a 36-page document about the brick in her kitchen and, to hersurprise,

she received a letter back.

 

Enclosed was payment for her research. He had published her letter!

And along with the money came a new assignment - this time he asked

her to write about what she found underneath the brick.For the first time in her

life she could hardly wait to get back tothe kitchen! She pulled up the brick

and there was an ant. She held itin her hand and examined it.That evening, she

hurried back to the library to study ants.

 

She learned that there were hundreds of different kinds of ants. Some

were so small they could stand on the head of a pin; while others were solarge

one could feel the weight of them in one's hand. She started herown ant colony

and examined ants underneath a lens.Several months later she wrote her findings

in a 350-page ‘letter.’ That too, was eventually published.

 

She soon quit her kitchen job to take up writing.Before she died, she had

traveled to the lands of her dreams and hadexperienced more than she ever

imagined possible!

 

This is the woman who had never had a chance!Some people wait for opportunity to

come knocking. Some however, seek it out…………proving again that that we

can be more than victims ofmere circumstances.So dear brothers and sisters, if

given a chance now……. will you take it?

And if given no chance………will you make one?

 

 

If your ship doesn't come in, swim out to it!

 

 

Remain Blessed!

 

 

 

 

Duty is God, Work is Worship