Do you have any ROCKS that need to be removed?????

Good morning and happy Tuesday, I pray your morning is going well and that the entire day will be one filled with only good things for you and yours.

In prayer this morning, I thanked God for the many blessings in my life and I asked him to bless each of us this day with calm, comfort, peace and always his unconditional love. I asked him to bless one of my sweet friends, one who is as close as a daughter to me, who is having terrible gall bladder issues and will soon be on schedule for surgery, Father I ask you to hold her pain  and to allow the surgeons' skill in removing the bladder and in waxing her healthy and strong. I ask you to continue to be my light Father, to be my strength and to continue to guide me in the right direction. I ask all of this in the name of our savior, Jesus Christ. Amen. 

In reading this morning I came across this story and felt the spirit move in me while reading, wow...what a way to put in words what we need to see in our lives......awesomeness:)

Moving Rocks

A little boy was spending his Saturday morning playing in his sandbox. He had with him his box of cars and trucks, his plastic pail, and a shiny, red plastic shovel. In the process of creating roads and tunnels in the soft sand, he discovered a large rock in the middle of the sandbox.

The boy dug around the rock, managing to dislodge it from the dirt. With a little bit of struggle, he pushed and nudged the rock across the sandbox by using his feet. (He was a very small boy, and the rock was very large.) When the boy got the rock to the edge of the sandbox however, he found that he couldn't roll it up and over the little wall.

Determined, the little boy shoved, pushed, and pried, but every time he thought he had made some progress, the rock tipped and then fell back into the sandbox. The little boy grunted, struggled, pushed, & shoved; but his only reward was to have the rock roll back, smashing his chubby fingers.

Finally he burst into tears of frustration. All this time the boy's father watched from his living room window as the drama unfolded. At the moment the tears fell, a large shadow fell across the boy and the sandbox. It was the boy's father. Gently but firmly he said,

"Son, why didn't you use all the strength that you had available?"

Defeated, the boy sobbed back,

"But I did, Daddy, I did! I used all the strength that I had!"

"No, son," corrected the father kindly.

"You didn't use all the strength you had. You didn't ask me."

With that the father reached down, picked up the rock and removed it from the sandbox.

Do you have "rocks" in your life that need to be removed? Are you discovering that you don't have what it takes to lift them? There is One who is always available to us and willing to give us the strength we need. Isn't it funny how we try so hard to do things ourselves.