Squeezing blood from a beet is difficult
Here I go again trying to squeeze blood from a beet, but all I get is beetle juice. All I get is what is in the beet to give me when I squeeze.
We have addressed the value of gratitude here in previous articles. How many of you thought about the value of living with a contrite heart? How many took the message seriously and thought and felt differently toward God? I doubt one in 100,000 readers.
That is the sad truth of which man lives in a totally predictable way, a mechanical manner that keeps him a slave to the system of things that both gratify his grazing and frustrates his expectation that there will come a hero, a political hero to bring America the change the last election was supposed to bring.
The humble will not suffer humiliation because the humble accept that they were created to be a person who God deems a “suffering saint” – like the guy who keeps trying to squeeze blood from a beet.
Until you stop doing vain things, you will continue to suffer humiliation. When you accept the way things are without trying to improve man’s lot here on earth, you will prosper; knowing that prosperity is simple if all you want is an old age that is pain free, warm and dry. Incontinence, you understand, is another expectation the old have that will come true.
The old trying to speak to the young is like the dead trying to warn the living to be humble in all they do and think upon. Never knowing that what you have tried to do pleases the Lord or saddens him and causes the angels to weep.
Having been shown that we do not know anything of the outcomes that were set into motion when we set out to do good, we find that the humble approach is the smartest approach. Surrendering the fruits, the consequences or outcomes to the Lord; who, we have been told in Psalms 9:12…”forgetteth not the cry of the humble.” The truly intelligent realize the insignificance of human experience and therefore, realize their dependence upon the Lord’s judgment.
Some may find it calming to their minds to be able to trust in a higher power who forgetteth not the cry of the intelligent man or woman who have learned to think realistically regarding their insignificance and humble human condition.
S. Raymond Pohaski
Uniontown