I don’t know about anyone else, but at the moment I am feeling a little time starved. My jobs list is growing by the day and I am beginning to wonder how I am going to fit everything in. It is my sincere hope, that as all the end of year parties, lunches and wind ups happen there will be a lot less pressure to be in several places at the same time.
Being involved with several different groups keeps life interesting, negotiating my own hours is a blessing, but I do need to take a step back and spend some additional time on my home and family over this Christmas season.
From next week I will be cutting back on my posts for a few weeks and updating just once a week.
Blogging has been a wonderful adventure into the unknown. I have loved meeting new people through this form of social media and look forward to sharing more with you all in the new year.
In the meantime, I came across another golden oldie from my scrapbook and thought it worth posting.
We are all special and have an abundance of gifts and talents. Sometimes we can waste a lot of time trying to be like someone else when we need to just be ourselves.
The Tools Quarrel
The carpenter’s tools had a conference. Brother hammer was in the chair. The meeting had informed him that he must leave because he was too noisy.
“Alright I will leave. But if I go, Brother Screw most go too. You have to turn him around and around again and again to get him to go anywhere.”
Brother Screw then said, “If you wish, I will go, but Brother Plane must leave also. All of his work is on the surface and there is never any depth to it.”
To this, Brother Plane replied, “Well Brother Rule will also have to withdraw if I do for he is always measuring folk as though he were the only one who is right.”
Brother Rule then complained against Brother Sandpaper and said, “I just don’t care: he is rougher than he ought to be and he is always rubbing people the wrong way.”
In the midst of these discussions the Carpenter of Nazareth walked in. He had come to perform His days work. He put on his apron and went to make a pulpit from which to preach the Gospel to the poor. He used the Saw, the Screw, the Plane, the Rule and the Sandpaper.
After the days work was done and the pulpit was finished, Brother Saw arose again and said. “Brethren, I perceive that all of us are labourers together with God.”
There was not an accusation against any of the tools that was not true. Yet the Carpenter, Jesus Christ, used every one of them. And there was not a place where He used one of them where another would have done.
You all have a very special place in the family of God. And He will use each one of usif we let Him, to express His love and handiwork to all those we get to meet.
We tend to forget that everyone involved in God’s work is important. Some have an over inflated view of themselves and tend to be like the sandpaper. The little old lady who is always first to arrive at the prayer meeting and hands out cups of tea and coffee at a working bee is every bit as important as the treasurer, or the architect who designed the church. I’m glad the Father measures our faithfulness and motives over everything else.