God is a good God and a giver of good and perfect gifts. He gives us a
sunrise every morning and fresh air to breathe every few seconds. We are
sometimes quick to forget all of the things that God has given us freely
and I believe we should be more thankful to the Lord instead of always
having something to complain about. I heard this quote awhile back and
think of it often; "There was a man who constantly complained about not
having any shoes, until he met a man who had no legs". Please remember
that whatever problems you may be going through; it could be worse, so
keep your head held high and be quick to thank the Lord no matter what
situation you are in. (1 Thessalonians 5:18)
This is a good story that shows when we take care of others and are quick
to be givers; God will reward and have mercy on us, just the same. This
story is a little long but well worth the time to receive a blessing.
A LITTLE BOY'S HEART
It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain in
almost a month. The crops were dying. Cows had stopped giving milk. The
creeks and streams were long gone back into the earth. It was a dry season
that would bankrupt seven farmers before it was through.
Everyday my husband and his brothers would go about the arduous process of
trying to get water to the fields. Lately this process had involved taking
a truck to the local water rendering plant and filling it up with water.
But severe rationing had cut everyone off. If we didn't see some rain
soon...we would lose everything. It was on this day that I learned the
true lesson of sharing and witnessed the only miracle I have seen with my
I was in the kitchen making lunch for my husband and his brothers when I
saw my six-year old son, Billy, walking toward the woods. He wasn't
walking with the usual carefree abandon of a youth but with a serious
purpose. I could only see his back. He was obviously walking with a great
effort...trying to be as still as possible.
Minutes after he disappeared into the woods, he came running out again,
toward the house. I went back to making sandwiches; thinking that
whatever task he had been doing was completed. Moments later, however, he
was once again walking in that slow purposeful stride toward the woods.
This activity went on for an hour: walk carefully to the woods, run back
to the house.
Finally I couldn't take it any longer and I crept out of the house and
followed him on his journey (being very careful not to be seen...as he was
obviously doing important work and didn't need his Mommy checking up on
him). He was cupping both hands in front of him as he walked; being very
careful not to spill the water he held in them...maybe two or three
tablespoons were held in his tiny hands. I sneaked close as he went into
Branches and thorns slapped his little face but he did not try to avoid
them. He had a much higher purpose. As I leaned in to spy on him, I saw
the most amazing site. Several large deer loomed in front of him.
Billy walked right up to them. I almost screamed for him to get away. A
huge buck with elaborate antlers was dangerously close. But the buck did
not threaten him...he didn't even move as Billy knelt down. And I saw a
tiny fawn laying on the ground, obviously suffering from dehydration and
heat exhaustion, lift its head with great effort to lap up the water
cupped in my beautiful boy's hand.
When the water was gone, Billy jumped up to run back to the house and I
hid behind a tree. I followed him back to the house to a spigot that we
had shut off the water to. Billy opened it all the way up and a small
trickle began to creep out. He knelt there, letting the drips slowly fill
up his makeshift "cup", as the sun beat down on his little back.
And it came clear to me. The trouble he had gotten into for playing with
the hose the week before. The lecture he had received about the importance
of not wasting water. The reason he didn't ask me to help him. It took
almost twenty minutes for the drops to fill his hands.
When he stood up and began the trek back, I was there in front of him.
His little eyes just filled with tears. "I'm not wasting", was all he
said. As he began his walk, I joined him...with a small pot of water from
the kitchen. I let him tend to the fawn. I stayed away. It was his
job. I stood on the edge of the woods watching the most beautiful heart I
have ever known working so hard to save another life. As the tears that
rolled down my face began to hit the ground, they were suddenly joined by
other drops...and more drops...and more. I looked up at the sky. It was
as if God, himself, was weeping with pride.
Some will probably say that this was all just a huge coincidence. That
miracles don't really exist. That it was bound to rain sometime. And I
can't argue with that...I'm not going to try. All I can say is that the
rain that came that day saved our farm...just like that actions of one
little boy saved another.
God is a giver and will give to us the same amount that we give to
others. I encourage you to be quick to help someone who is in need. Sit
with someone who isn't feeling good or needs to get some things off their
chest. Volunteer at a hospital or shelter in your town or somewhere near
to you. Be a giver just as Jesus is a giver and you will be amazed at the
blessings the Lord will pour out unto you.
God sent His one and only Son to die on a cruel cross for all mankind and
this was the ultimate gift that God could have given and He did because of
His love for the people in the world. I encourage you to never pass
judgment on anyone because they are God's children and Jesus died for
them too. Judge not and you will not be judged. Forgive and you will be
forgiven. Give and it will be given to you. (Luke 6:37-38)
Read and meditate on these scriptures:
James 1:17-18 "Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and
cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness,
neither shadow of turning. Of his own will begat he us with the word of
truth, that we should be a kind of firstfruits of his creatures."
James 1:22-24,27 "But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only,
deceiving your own selves. For if any be a hearer of the word, and not a
doer, he is like unto a man beholding his natural face in a glass: For he
beholdeth himself, and goeth his way, and straightway forgetteth what
manner of man he was. …Pure religion and undefiled before God and the
Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction,
and to keep himself unspotted from the world.
Luke 6:35-38 Jesus says "But love ye your enemies, and do good, and lend,
hoping for nothing again; and your reward shall be great, and ye shall be
the children of the Highest: for he is kind unto the unthankful and to the
evil. Be ye therefore merciful, as your Father also is merciful. Judge
not, and ye shall not be judged: condemn not, and ye shall not be
condemned: forgive, and ye shall be forgiven: Give, and it shall be given
unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running
over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye
mete withal it shall be measured to you again."
All scriptures can be found in the King James Version.
In Christ Service,
Gods Work Ministry