A Parable:The Bald-tail, Nubby-butt, Plucked Peacock
I strutted
around thinking I was really something, pleased with myself as I showed off the
tail-feathers of my talents and abilities.
When with rebukes You correct man for
iniquity, You make his beauty melt away like a moth. Surely every man is a
vapor. Psalm 39: 11
Then the Lord
gently spoke to my heart as He placed His finger on certain areas of my life,
and asked me to humble myself and obey His leading.
But I closed my
ear and did not listen. So He quietly plucked a feather.
I did not
notice the plucking, and so went on in my sense of
self-importance.
Soon He
returned, and placed His finger again on the area of my heart that He wanted me
to surrender.
Again, I ignored
Him.
So He plucked another feather. And I, unaware of
it, continued on my way.
In His lovingkindness and patience He continued to
visit me and point out the area of my need. But I kept strutting around in my
self-satisfaction.
Then one day, my tail-feathers were all
gone.
But
amazingly, I kept strutting about thinking I was as beautiful as
ever.
2 comments:
So true.
So true.
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