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 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 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.
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 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 her
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
God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called.