During the Great Depression there was a man who lost his job, a fortune, his wife and home, but tenaciously held on to his faith – the only thing he had left. One day, he stopped to watch men doing stone work on a huge church. One of them was chiseling a triangular piece of rock. “What are you going to do with that?” he asked the workman. The worker responded, “Do you see that little opening way up there near the spire? Well, I am shaping this down here so that it will fit up there.” Tears filled the man’s eyes as he walked away, for it seemed that God had spoken through the workman to explain the ordeal through which he was passing. “I have faith in God’s promise of eternal life,” he said. “He is shaping my soul here on earth to fit into his plan for my ultimate redemption.”
Bosch, H. G. “Bread For Each Day” (adapted).
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