The ant and the contact lens......
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. So here she was
on a rock ledge, with hundreds of feet below her
and hundreds of feet above her. Of course, she
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 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 was startling
enough, but do 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 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."
Just trust that He knows what He's doing...
Thanks for my friend sending this wonderful withness to me.
