In one of the offices
at work we have a ductless air conditioning system just for that room. It was
sort of a novelty for me when we installed it two years ago as I had never used
such a system before. Unlike a window or through-the-wall A/C unit, ductless
requires only one two inch hole through the wall for refrigerant tubing and
electrical wires. Everything else is wall mounted inside and out, a really neat
system, and it works great too. Well, like most things today, this unit
operates with a remote control only and it quit working the other day. The
display on the remote just kept dimly flashing random numbers and commands and
nothing was happening with the A/C unit. I deduced the remote has gone bad or,
most likely, the batteries were weak. I tested the batteries and sure enough
they needed replacing. I installed two new batteries right out of the package
aaaannd – it was doing the same thing! OH NO! Now it looks like a bad remote
control! Hoping maybe some coffee or soda had found its way into the pushbuttons
and circuit board, I took it apart to clean it but found no evidence of an
accidental drowning. Before placing too much blame on the remote I again
deduced that even with new batteries the remote was doing the same thing. So, I
tested the batteries again and found one of the new batts was DOA right out of
the package! One more new battery and all was good.
[2 Corinthians
4:16-18] The story is told of an old man who lived on a farm in the mountains
of eastern Kentucky
with his young grandson. Each morning, Grandpa was up early sitting at the
kitchen table reading from his old worn-out Bible. His grandson who wanted to
be just like him tried to imitate him in any way he could. One day the grandson
asked, “Papa, I try to read the Bible just like you but I don’t understand it,
and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does
reading the Bible do?” The grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the
stove and said, “Take this coal basket down to the river and bring back a basket
of water.” The boy did as he was told, even though all the water leaked out
before he could get back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, “You
will have to move a little faster next time,” and sent him back to the river
with the basket to try again. This time the boy ran faster, but again the
basket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his
grandfather that it was “impossible to carry water in a basket,” and he went to
get a bucket instead. The old man said, “I don’t want a bucket of water; I want
a basket of water. You can do this. You’re just not trying hard enough,” and he
went out the door to watch the boy try again. At this point, the boy knew it
was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as
fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got far at all. The boy
scooped the water and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket
was again empty. Out of breath, he said, “See Papa, it’s useless!” “So you
think it is useless?” The old man said, “Look at the basket.” The boy looked at
the basket and for the first time he realized that the basket looked different.
Instead of a dirty old coal basket, it was clean. “Son, that’s what happens
when you read the Bible. You might not understand or remember everything, but
when you read it, it will change you from the inside out.” That is the work of
God in our lives; to change us from the inside out and to slowly transform us
into the image of His Son (2 Corinthians 3:18). Take time to read a portion of
God’s Word each day. “All scripture is God-breathed...” (2 Timothy 3:16) and
life changing.
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