Monday, April 7th, 2008

gift of perseverance

A man found a cocoon of an emperor moth. He took it home so that he could watch the moth come out of the cocoon. On the day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the moth for several hours as the moth struggled to force the body through that little hole.

The moth seemed to be stuck and appeared to have stopped making progress. It seemed as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no farther. The man, in his kindness, decided to help the moth; so he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The moth then emerged easily. But its body was swollen and small, its wings wrinkled and shriveled. The man continued to watch the moth because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to and able to support the body, which would contract in time. Neither happened! In fact, the little moth spent the rest of its life crawling around with a small, swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly. The man in his kindness and haste did not understand that the struggle required for the moth to get through the tiny opening was necessary to force fluid from the body of the moth into its wings so that it would be ready for flight upon achieving its freedom from the cocoon. Freedom and flight would only come after the struggle. By depriving the moth of a struggle, he deprived the moth of health.

All those exams, all those failures, all the disappointments, all those conflicts, and times we’ve cried and wished things would just disappear; are exactly what we need in our life. But if we were to go through our life without any obstacles, we would be crippled. We would not be as strong as what we could have been. So remember to give every opportunity a chance, leave no room for regrets, and persevere.

Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him.

- James 1:12

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Thursday, March 27th, 2008

child’s definition of love

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, “What does love mean?”

“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.” Rebecca (age 7)

“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.” Chrissy (age 6)

“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” Terri (age 4)

“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.” Danny (age 7)

“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.” Noelle (age 7)

“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.” Elaine (age 5)

“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.” Mary Ann (age 4)

“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.” Lauren (age 4)

“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget,” Jessica (age 7)

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