Showing posts with label Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stories. Show all posts

Monday

Let God Hold Your Hand

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One day you were crossing a bridge with God. You were scared so you asked GOD, “Can I hold your hand so I won’t fall into the river?”
GOD said, “No my child, I should hold your hand…”
You asked, “What’s the difference?”
GOD replied, “If you hold my hand and something happens, you might let go. If I hold your hand, no matter what happens, I’ll never let go….”
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It is not GOD who let go and distance himself from us, it is us.
Sometimes we get so caught up in our lives that we forget HE is there! But GOD loves us. He is steadfast and faithful. As the Bible says, For God said, “I will never leave you; I will never abandon you.” – Hebrews 13:5
The question is not “Are you holding on to God’s hand?” but “Are you letting God hold your hand?”
Is He holding my hand? YES. Will you let Him hold yours?

A Beautiful Door..

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Once there was a child and mother living in a small house. Mother always wanted her son to live as a god fearing child. As he started growing up, mother noticed that her child is living in a wrong way by cheating his friends while playing, and  abusing them with bad words.
There was a beautiful door which was nicely painted. The child loved that door so much. So one day the mother said to the child that whenever you do a wrong thing then I will hit a nail on the door and the child agreed.
As he was growing, he started doing sins more and more and so more nails got hit on the door. Now the door was full of nails and lost its beauty.
Each nail represented his sin. One fine day, as he saw the door he realised that he must not sin anymore in his life and went to his  mom and said “Mom, from today I want to live righteous life. Promise me that You will remove all the nails which was hit on the door.” Mother told him “If you are not going to sin any more,  then no more nails on a door.”
His mom started removing all the nails on the door at once but still the door looked ugly because of nail holes. The child got so upset at this as because of his own sins, the door  had lost its beauty and so he left the home.
At night when he came back to home and saw the Door, it was nicely polished with beautiful colours and it got back its beauty. Now the child was so happy as the door became perfect without nails or holes and the mother was so happy for her son .
Jesus Christ was nailed and crucified for our sins on a cross 2000 years back but we people nail him everyday by our sins. Please, at least from today let us realize our own sins and avoid them to make Christ free from this pain.

Wednesday

Trees and their dreams

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This is the story about 3 young trees living in a forest. Each of them held a dream in their heart about what they wanted to be when they grew up. The first tree said, "I want to be crafted into a treasure chest, keeping the most precious of treasures. Storing beautiful, glittering gems, jewels and gold!"

The second tree said, ‘’I want to become a great and mighty boat. I will carry kings and queens over huge seas and fend off mighty waves!’’

The third one said, ‘’When I grow up, I want to be a tall, magnificent and beautiful tree. People who see me will awe at the strength of my branches and the lush green of my leaves - the beautiful work of God. And whoever who looks up at me will see the skies of heaven and think of God's greatness.’’
So time passed by unnoticed, and one fine day, three strong lumberjacks came to the forest and chopped down the 3 trees. The first two trees were excited about finally achieving their dreams, while the third tree became sad because it knew now it could never achieve its dream.
However, the first tree wasn’t made into a treasure chest, but into a feed box for animals. The second tree into a small boat for catching fish. And the third was sawed into long beams, stored somewhere dark and forgotten. They could no longer become what they wanted to be and lost hope in their dreams, accepting cruel fate.

Then one night, a star in the dark sky shone brightly on the first tree, the feed box. It was used as a cradle to hold a beautiful little baby. It felt proud and happy because it realised that the baby it was holding, Lord Jesus, was the greatest and most precious treasure of all.

The second tree, now a boat, was out to sea when a dreaded storm came. Strong waves started beating against it, endangering the lives of the people on it. Suddenly a man awoke, stood up and commanded the seas to be still, and they did. Suddenly, the boat realised that it must be in the presence of the King of kings, one who controls the storms and has power over the seas.

The third was made into a large cross. Jesus was crucified on it and died there. Everyone saw that the Saviour of the world had died for them upon that very tree. And every time people looked at or thought of the tree, they would think of God. Finally, the tree realised, it had truly achieved it's dream and more, for not only did people think of God when they laid eyes upon the tree, they also remembered God's greatest sacrifice for them all.

The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you great gifts. Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined. We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best.

Pot with a hole

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A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck.   One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master's house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

         For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his master's house.  Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made.  But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.  After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream.

         "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you."
         "Why?" asked the bearer.  "What are you ashamed of?"
         "I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master's house.  Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.

         The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As we return to the master's house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path."

         Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some.  But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer for its failure.

         The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pot's side?  That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it.  I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them.

         For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master's table.  Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house."

         Each of us has our own unique flaws.   We're all cracked pots.  But if we will allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His Father's table.

         In God's great economy, nothing goes to waste.  So as we seek ways to minister together, and as God calls you to the tasks He has appointed for you, don't be afraid of your flaws.   Acknowledge them, and allow Him to take advantage of them, and you, too, can be the cause of beauty in His pathway.