CAN YOU SLEEP WHEN THE WIND
BLOWS?
Years ago a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast. He
constantly advertised for hired hands. Most
people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic Ocean. They dreaded the awful storms that raged
across the seashore, which wreaked havoc on buildings and crops.
As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received a steady stream of refusals. Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle-age, approached the farmer. “Are you a good farm hand?” the farmer asked him.
As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received a steady stream of refusals. Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle-age, approached the farmer. “Are you a good farm hand?” the farmer asked him.
“Well, I can sleep when the wind blows,” answered the little man. Although puzzled by
this answer, the farmer hired him since he was desperate for help.
The little man worked well around the farm, busy from dawn to dusk, and the farmer felt quite satisfied with his work. Then one night powerful winds howled loudly in from offshore. Jumping out of bed, the farmer grabbed a lantern and rushed next door to the hired hand’s sleeping quarters.
The little man worked well around the farm, busy from dawn to dusk, and the farmer felt quite satisfied with his work. Then one night powerful winds howled loudly in from offshore. Jumping out of bed, the farmer grabbed a lantern and rushed next door to the hired hand’s sleeping quarters.
He shook the little man and yelled, “Get up! A storm is
coming! Tie things down before they blow
away!”
The little man rolled over in bed and said firmly, “No sir. I told you, I can sleep when the wind blows.”
Enraged by the response, the farmer was tempted to fire him on the spot. Instead, he hurried outside to prepare for the storm. To his amazement, he discovered that all of the haystacks had been covered with tarpaulins. The cows were in the barn, the chickens were in the coops, and the doors were barred. The shutters were tightly secured. Everything was tied down. Nothing would blow away. The farmer then understood what his hired hand meant, so he returned to his bed and also slept while the wind blew.
MORAL: When you’re prepared, spiritually, mentally and physically, you have nothing to fear.
Enraged by the response, the farmer was tempted to fire him on the spot. Instead, he hurried outside to prepare for the storm. To his amazement, he discovered that all of the haystacks had been covered with tarpaulins. The cows were in the barn, the chickens were in the coops, and the doors were barred. The shutters were tightly secured. Everything was tied down. Nothing would blow away. The farmer then understood what his hired hand meant, so he returned to his bed and also slept while the wind blew.
MORAL: When you’re prepared, spiritually, mentally and physically, you have nothing to fear.
Can you sleep when the wind blows through your life? JESUS DID! (Mark 4:36-41)
Sisters and brothers, be
continually blessed, and please (above all else) MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO
MEET OUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!
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