Mat 11:28a “Come unto Me, all you that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest…
The Ant and the Contact Lens – Fear…
A story by Josh and Karen Zarandona
Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go rock climbing.
Although she was scared to death, she went with her group to a
tremendous granite cliff.
In spite of her fear, she put on the gear, took a hold on the
rope, and started up the face of that rock. Well, she got to a ledge
where she could take a breather. As she was hanging on there, the
safety rope snapped against Brenda’s eye and knocked out her contact
lens. Here she is on a rock ledge, with hundreds of feet below her
and hundreds of feet above her.
Of course, she looked and looked and looked, hoping it had
landed on the ledge, but it just wasn’t there. So here she was, far
from home, her sight now blurry. She was desperate and began to get
upset, so she prayed to the Lord to help her to find it. When she got
to the top, a friend examined her eye and her clothing for the lens,
but there was no contact lens to be found.
She sat down, despondent, with the rest of the party, waiting
for the rest of them to make it up the face of the cliff. She looked
out across range after range of mountains, thinking of that Bible
verse that says, “The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the
whole earth.” She thought, “Lord, you can see all these mountains.
You know every stone and leaf, and you know exactly where my contact
lens is. Please help me.”
Finally, they walked down the trail to the bottom. At the bottom
there was a new party of climbers just starting up the face of the cliff.
One of them shouted out, “Hey, you guys! Anybody lose a contact lens?” Well, that would be
startling enough, but you know why the climber saw it? An ant was moving
slowly cross the face of the rock, carrying it!
Brenda told me that her father is a cartoonist. When she told him
the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the contact lens, he
drew a picture of an ant lugging that contact lens with the words, “Lord,
I don’t know why you want me to carry this thing. I can’t eat it, and
it’s awfully heavy. But if this is what you want me to do, I’ll carry it
At the risk of being accused of being fatalistic, I think it would
probably do some of us good to occasionally say, “God, I don’t know why
you want me to carry this load. I can see no good in it and it’s awfully
heavy. But, if you want me to carry it, I will.”
“God doesn’t call the qualified, He qualifies the called.”
Mat 11:28 “Come unto Me, all you that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest
Take My yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.”