Graceline: Weedeaters and rocks present trust in God

May 5, 2013 

I started cutting the grass last Friday and got three rows done before the rain came. I wanted to finish real bad because if it grew any longer, I was going to have to bale it. I got up early Monday morning and wrote my sermon, a Graceline and a Bible Study for JourneyMen. Then we went to Charlotte to take Kai, baby Zane’s big brother, back home to his mom and dad. Of course, he didn’t want to go home. Grammy and Papa play with him non-stop, feed him Chick-fil-A strawberry milkshakes and squirt whipped cream into his mouth straight from the can. Who would want to leave that? Right? I saw a sign not long ago that said, “I can at Grammy’s!”

We got home a little after 5 o’clock. I was dead tired. As fun as grandkids are, they will flat wear you out; however, I had to finish cutting the grass before I could collapse on the couch and fall asleep watching TV. I was tempted when I finished cutting to let the trimming slide until another day, but I manned-up and pulled out the trimmer. I found an old pair of Wanda’s sunglasses to use as eye protection and slipped them on top of my head. I had trimmed half the yard when a rock flew up and hit me right above my left eye. It totally shocked me. How could that happen when I was wearing glasses? Then I realized the glasses were still on top of my head. I immediately started saying, “Thank you, Lord!” A half-inch lower and I would have lost an eye.

As I continued to trim the yard, I became pensive and philosophical. I wondered if I would have been just as thankful had I lost my eye? I wondered what I had done to deserve such a blessing because I have not been in a real “spiritual” mood lately. Then I wondered if God deflected the rock, or if it was just a coincidence that it missed my eye. To be honest, I don’t know.

This is what I do know. We live in a fallen world in which we begin to die the minute we are born. The enemy of our souls, the ruler of this world, would blind, maim and kill us all if he had his way. The very fact that we survive and at times even thrive in this world is a testimony to the grace of our Lord who does not promise that all the projectiles Satan throws at us will miss their mark. Sometimes the paths of our journey are so painful, we want to die just so we can escape. The Lord understands our pain. That is why He promises He will never leave us alone, nor forsake us, no matter what. No matter if the rocks glance off our noggins, or if they smite us in the eye and blind us, He said He would see us through.

“Let your conduct be without covetousness; and be content with such things as you have: for He has said, I will never leave you, nor forsake you.” – Hebrews 13:5

God would have seen me through if that rock had put my eye out, but I don’t think I will ever forget to put my glasses on again. Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy God.

Kenny Ashley is pastor of

The Journey.

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