"Two little boys were each given a key to a room. Johnny unlocked his room to find it filled with beautifully wrapped gifts. Jimmy unlocked his room to find it full of manure. An hour or two later Johnny had unwrapped all of his gifts and looked gloomy, "Is that all there is?" Little Jimmy was humming and ditching that manure, "There has to be a pony here somewhere, I just got to keep digging and looking."
Pretty crude, eh? I think I've loved that story for many reasons. I am an optimist...I admit it, but I can get down and not see my way out of things. When that happens I have a habit of looking and praying for "eyes" to see all my blessings. Sometimes it is a breath taking view as I'm driving along a road, a sunset with gorgeous colors, a baby's laugh or a song that brings back wonderful memories.
When I was coming to Christ [as a young man of 16] I thought I was doing it all myself. [But when I learned differently, when I learned that everything that happened to me was God's doing and God's gift] I felt that I had grown in a sudden from a babe into a man - that I had made progress in Scriptural knowledge, through having found, once for all, the clue to the truth of God.