THE ANT AND THE CONTACT LENS

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Dear Friends,

 

This was sent to my mailbox today and I wanted to share it with you.

Many thanks to the sender and the author.

 

Kalia

 

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Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go rock climbing.

Although she was very scared, she went with her group to a tremendous

granite cliff. In spite of her fear, she put on the gear, took hold

of 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.

 

There on the rock's ledge, with hundreds of feet above and below her,

she looked and looked and looked, hoping the lens 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 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 on it's back.

 

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.