This story has an awesome truth in it. Please take time to read.
A true story by Josh and Karen Zarandona
Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go rock climbing. Although she was scared to
death, she went with her group to a tremendous granite cliff. In spite of her fear, she
put on the gear, took a hold on 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. Well, here she is on a
rock ledge, with hundreds of feet below her and hundreds of feet above her.
Of course, she looked and looked and looked, hoping it had landed on the ledge, but it
just wasn't there. Here she was far from home, her sight no 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 Bible 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 of the trail and 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!
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." At the risk of being accused of being fatalistic, 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."
