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 felt 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 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 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.
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.
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