The Carpenter’s Tool Box

Holla, ALian. 💜 I hope you had a productive week. I have testimonies I’ll share in the next entry. As the week winds to a close we have a gift for you. A story to guide your introspection. Fabian wrote a beautiful story. Enjoy.

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The village carpenter took an hammer and skillfully sent a piece of nail into a furniture. He made chairs, and tables, and cupboards, furnitures of all kinds for the locals of the community.

One day, he received a contract to work on a very hard piece of timber. He was very glad to do this job. So, he called for a meeting among all his work tools, to pass on directives as to who and who did this particular job, seeing it wasn’t an everyday kind of work.

Fast-forward to the meeting’s end, the heavy duty mattock was chosen to take the hammers place. The hammer was so sad that he was replaced by a ‘not-so used’ mattock, and vouched not to work again. He felt inferior, and his pride got the better of him.

The hammer’s unbecoming was related to the carpenter; he was so displeased with the hammer, that he rebuked him for his pride. ” Everyone has his place. Everyone has his calling and timing. You can’t be everyone, you can’t do everything. Stick to your role ” the carpenter said.

On the morrow, the proud hammer was replaced with one who knew his place. One who had humility and contentment in his master dwelling richly in him. One who sought his master’s glory, just as he wanted it.

Selah.

– Fabian ✌️

Sunyay!

It’s weird for me… Writing at this time, but because if I do not, I may not for the entire day, so I had to. And, yay, the shoes! It’s the featured image for this entry. You like?

The story is told of two farmers who complained to the king that they needed more land to expand their farms and increase production, in tandem with demand.

The king asked his steward to assign each of them a large piece of uncleared land, he promised it would be theirs if they could each clear his allotment in 7 days.

The new parcel of land was 7 times the size of their previous farm land, and 7 days seemed unrealistic. So, the second farmer got to work almost immediately, but, by the third day, he was so tired he could barely walk; and the uncleared portion was still much. He then contracted a fee labourers to help him, albeit, they couldn’t meet the deadline, so he forfeited the new farmland.

The first farmer, however, had also started work on the first day. When he returned home exhausted, he decided to share the situation with his wife and seek advice. She referred him to another farmer in a big city, who spoke to him about tractors and even lent him his own. Thus, in three days he cleared the farm and still had enough energy to do other things.

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Today is for introspection; taking out time to breathe. Pause. Think.

Are you exerting so much energy in the wrong direction?

Is there a smarter way to do what you want to? Have you found it?

Are you asking the right people the right questions? Are you even asking questions?

Do your decisions bring you to a place of peace?

I hope you have a purposeful week and a productive one too.

Emem ye ifure. 💜

I write for you always!

Your GJ. ✌️

Ps: I have an assessment tomorrow, say a word of prayer for me, will you? Thank you.