One time, there is a child who is attending a toy racing car race. The mood was festive afternoon, because this is the final round. Only 4 people left now and they show off every toy cars owned. Everything is homemade, because that's the way the rules. There was a boy named Mark. The car is not special, but he was included in 4 children who entered the final. Compared to all of his opponent, Mark's car was the most imperfect. Some children doubted the power of that car to race against other cars. Well, indeed, the car was not so interesting.
With a simple wood and little flashing lights on it, certainly not comparable to the ornate luxury cars owned by other toys. However, Mark proud of it all, because, the car was made in his own hands.
Came the awaited moment. Toy racing car championship final. Every child begins to get ready at the starting line, to push their car loud. In each lane track, is ready 4 cars, with 4 drivers "small. Trajectory is a circle with 4 separate lines in between. However, a moment later, Mark asked for a minute before the race begins. He looked like he was mumbling prayers.
Her eyes were closed, with hands bertangkup prayer. Then, a minute later, he said, "Yes, I'm ready!" Bang! Signs have begun. With a strong beat, they began to push his car hard. All cars were hurtling tu. Everyone cheered, excited, each sponsor his car.
"Come on come on ... .. fast .. fast forward .. forward", so they shouted. Ahha ... the winner to be determined, the string trajectory has also been terlambai finish. And ... Mark was the winner. Yes, everything is happy, so was Mark. He says, and again muttered to himself. "Thanks."
When the division trophy arrived. Mark stepped forward with pride. Before the trophies were handed over, the committee chairman asked. "Hey champ, you must have been praying to God that you win, right?"
Mark was silent. "No, sir, that's not what I prayed," Mark said. He then continued, "It seems unfair to ask God to help me beat someone else, I just beg to God, so I do not cry, if I lose."
All the audience fell silent to hear it. After a while, there was a thunderous applause that filled the room.
Friends, children, seem to have more wisdom than all of us. Mark, does not beg the Lord to win in every exam. Mark, do not ask God to grant and regulate each results who want to reach. The boy was also not asked God to grant all his hopes. He did not pray to win, and hurt others.
However, Mark, plead to God, to be given the strength in the face of it all. He prayed, to be given the glory, and willing to realize the shortcomings with pride. Perhaps, it has been many times that we do to pray to God to grant our every request. Too too often we ask God to make us number one, being the best, a winner in every test. Too often we pray to God, to dispel any obstacles and temptations that are in front of eye.
In fact, is not what we need is His guidance, His guidance, and guide him? We, are often too weak to believe that we are strong. We often forget, and we often feel weepy with this life. Is not there a spirit of struggle that we want to go through? I am sure, God gave us a tough test, not to make us weak, whiny and easily give up.
So, friends, pray for us always tough in every exam. Pray for us always in His shelter in the face of the test.
Amen ....
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