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 old wicker 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 old wicker
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 grandpa, 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 wicker 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.'
Moral of the wicker basket story:
Take time to read a portion
of God's word each day;
it will affect you for good even
if you don't retain a word.
Thought for Today:
God's Love is like the ocean,
you can see its beginnings
but not its end.
I really like this story because
I don't retain things too well
anymore...age may have something
to do with it but I figure
my brain just gets overloaded!
God isn't concerned about my brain anyway;
He's more concerned about my heart