BORED WITH CRUCIFIXION: It is curious that people who are filled with horrified indignation whenever a cat kills a sparrow can hear the story of the killing of God told Sunday after Sunday and not experience any shock at all. Dorothy Sayers
EAGLE THAT CACKLED: Dr. Bill Bright, founder and chairman of Campus Crusade for Christ International, writes the following in his Insights e-mail: There are different versions of this story, but they all make an excellent spiritual point. This version is different from the one I previously shared and involves an old Indian man who found an eagle's egg, which he placed into a nest of prairie chickens. The eagle hatched with the chicks and grew up with them. Thinking he was a chicken, the eagle did what the chickens did. He scratched in the dirt for seeds and insects. He clucked and he cackled. He flew in a brief thrashing of wings and a flurry of feathers, but he never got more than a few feet off the ground because he thought he was just a prairie chicken and wasn't supposed to fly. As time passed, the eagle matured. One day he looked up into the sky, and high above him he saw a magnificent bird hanging with graceful majesty on the powerful currents of air. He marveled at how the bird soared with scarcely a beat of its wings. "What a beautiful bird," the eagle clucked to his prairie chicken neighbors. "What is it?" "That's an eagle -- chief of all birds," cackled one of the chickens. "But don't you give it another thought. You could never be like him. "And so the eagle, thinking he was just a prairie chicken and not able to soar into the heights, lived his life groveling and picking at the ground, never experiencing the exhilaration of flight and the majesty which was his by birthright. Tragically, this is the picture of the average Christian today. With the ability to "mount up with wings like eagles" as Isaiah wrote in chapter 40, verse 31, many are content to grovel in their problems and pick at their misfortunes when God wants us to rise into the heavenlies on the wings of praise and soar far above our circumstances in the glorious majesty of His presence, where our Lord Jesus is seated at the right hand of God (Mark 16:19) and where we are seated with Him (Ephesians 2:6). But God reveals a different identity for those who trust in His Son and are committed to Him. We are created in His image, adopted into His heavenly family, are citizens of His eternal Kingdom, and He has endued us with power from on high to be His servants. God created us to soar with Him, not grovel!
A CORPORATE FABLE: A crow was sitting on a tree, doing nothing all day. A small rabbit saw the crow, and asked him, "Can I also sit like you and do nothing all day long? "The crow answered: "Sure, why not. "So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the crow, and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it. Moral of the story is: To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up.
SLOTH DOES NOT BELIEVED. Sayers writes, "Sloth is the sin which believes in nothing, cares for nothing, enjoys nothing, loves nothing, hates nothing, finds purpose in nothing, and only remains alive because there is nothing it would die for."
UNETHICAL REASONS: The April 14, 1997 issue of USA TODAY listed the five most common types of unethical and illegal behavior that workers say they have engaged in because of pressure: Cut corners on quality control; Covered up incidents; Abused or lied about sick days; Lied to or deceived customers; Put inappropriate pressure on others.
TAKE TIME TO REST: Successories has a picture of a lion. Under the animal are these words: "Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed... every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn't matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle...when the sun comes up, you'd better be running. "That's cool! I understand what it is saying. However, there must be a balance in there somewhere. Neither the lion or the gazelle can run all the time. They both take time out to rest and to enjoy themselves occasionally. They have too or else they would fall over dead of exhaustion. As I grow older, I am all the more aware of the need to lighten up at times. I understand tears. I understand demands. I understand deadlines. Been there, done that.