My friend, may I ask you a question? When someone steps in to lend a hand isn’t it amazing the work that can be done and even the pain that can be spared? Could it be that It’s no different when it comes to lending a hand to our fellowman?
My friend, life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I’m M. Clifford Brunner.
Years ago I was confronted with moving my son’s go-cart from one end of the woodshed to the other. But, because I had stacked quite a bit of wood in the middle of the shed, I couldn’t push the cart. I had to tip it up and carry it. That’s when I ran into trouble. It was a bit too heavy for me to move alone and it wasn’t long before my shoulder muscles began to ache. That’s when my son stepped in. What had been a near impossibility became fairly easy with two sets of hands at work. The cart got moved and my muscles were spared.
When someone steps in to lend a hand it’s amazing the work that can be done and even the pain that can be spared. It’s no different when it comes to lending a hand to our fellowman.
Here’s a story: It was a very hot summer day when Herman Trueblood was walking home from a cool dip in the ocean when he noticed a man perspiring profusely as he was trying with the help of his two young sons to push his broken-down car up an incline. Trueblood looked at the struggling trio and said to himself, “Here is an opportunity for service. You ought to give them a hand.” An opposing voice chimed in, “No, it’s none of your
business. You’ll get yourself all hot and dirty. Let them take care of their own responsibility.” Eventually he yielded to the better impulse, put his shoulder to the task and together they pushed the car over the incline and on its way. Before they took off, the father, putting his hand out to Trueblood, said, “I’m very glad that you came along. You had just enough strength, added to ours, to make the thing go.” Trueblood noted, “Years have passed since that hot day, but I can still hear that phrase as fresh in my mind today as it was then. (Daily Encounter)
There are numerous people around us who are barely making it over their private hill of despair when, with a helping hand, they could make it. God works through his church and you and I are the body of Christ. We are the arms and legs that make it happen for those who are falling down, crushed by the cares of this life. Our humble strength is just enough to make things go.
We pray. Heavenly Father, there are many people around us who are barely making it over their private hill of despair when, with a helping hand, they could make it if we were there to offer them the help that You are willing to give them through our humble hearts, hands, and bodies. You work through Your church and I am part of it, the body of Christ. I am the arms and legs that make it happen for those who are falling down, crushed by the cares of this life. Forgive me Lord when I fail to realize this and allow others to falter, even stumble, through the cares of this life. I praise You for the humble strength that You give me which is always just enough to make things go to change peoples’ lives. In Jesus name we pray. Amen!
Therefore my friend, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself; each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matt 6:34) This Passing Day. May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don't let another day pass without your day blessing someone else.
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