Ever so often I receive a stinker of an email from friend or reader accusing me of giving simplistic solutions to gigantic problems.
Yesterday I had a gigantic problem; during a meeting, I sat next to someone who had caused me immense harm years ago.
"I need to show him muscle," I thought to myself, "show him I can get him into trouble now if I want!" And then I did a silly stupid thing; I prayed.
It was as if someone else had taken over, I turned to him and smiled, "You know," I said, "I still have the script of the play in which you had acted the part of a youngster!" The man smiled, "I remember you as a director," he said, "you were so good!" And we talked.
I just about managed to look skyward, "How could you change a situation of hate into one of love?" I whispered, amazed.
I have no other solution to offer anyone, none whatsoever, other than taking it to God in prayer.
Most of our lives are spent in worrying about major problems, when we have a simple solution.
And before I get too serious and lecture, here are two little examples of solutions that were simple: At one of Mumbai's busy intersections a small girl, obviously lost was crying hysterically.
Questions from passers by and the gentle prodding of a policeman failed to produce a coherent answer or lessen the little one's fright.
Then all at once a grimy faced newsboy pushed his way through the crowd, made his way to the sobbing girl and asked, "What's the matter? You lost your mummy?" "Yes! I want my mummy," she sobbed.
"Sure," the newsboy said confidently, "just wait here, I'll find your mother." The boy went to the neighbouring shops and soon found a distraught woman running around questioning everybody.
"Have you lost your little girl ma'am?" he asked.
"Yes, do you know where she is?" asked the lady in near panic.
The boy then led her to the child and mother and daughter were happily reunited.
A childlike, simple approach was the answer, wasn't it? On the walls of a petrol station was a cartoon; it showed an automobile completely torn apart, the engine hoisted out, wrenches, springs and pistons scattered over the garage floor, all indicating the grim determination of the mechanic to discover the cause of the trouble.
The mechanic is stretched under the car, pulling the crankcase apart.
Leaning down to him in the cartoon is a fellow mechanic, shouting delightedly, "I think, I've found the problem: No petrol!" That's it: No petrol!" Likewise how simple the solution to all our problems; just take everything to God in prayer..! Are you weak and heavy laden Cumbered with a load of care? Precious Savior, still our refuge Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer! In His arms He'll take and shield thee Thou will find a solace there.
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