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. They dreaded the awful storms that raged
across the Atlantic, wreaking havoc on the 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.
"Well, I can sleep when the wind blows," answered the little man.
Although puzzled by this answer, the farmer, desperate for help,
hired
him. The little man worked well around the farm, busy from dawn to
dusk,
and the farmer was satisfied with the man's work.
Then one night the wind 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 onthe
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
could blow away. The farmer then understood what his hired hand meant,
so he
returned to his bed to also sleep while the wind blew.
MORAL OF THE STORY
When you're prepared, spiritually, mentally, and physically, you have nothing to fear.
Can you sleep when the wind blows through your life?
The hired hand in the story was able to sleep because he had secured
the farm against the storm. We secure ourselves against the storms of life
by grounding ourselves in the Word of God.
We don't need to understand, we just need to hold His hand to have
peace in the middle of storms.
A friend sent this to me today, and I wanted to send it to you. sleep
well.
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