Saturday, September 16, 2006

My Kind Of Survivor


A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island.  The two survivors, not knowing what else to do, agree that they had no other recourse but to pray to God.  However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island.


The first thing the first man  prayed for was food. The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit.  The other man's parcel of land remained barren.

After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife.  The next day, another ship was wrecked, and the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land.  On the other side of the island, there was nothing.

Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food.  The next day, like magic, all of these were given to him.  However, the second man still had nothing.
Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that  his wife and he could leave the island. In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the island.  The first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island.  He considered the other man unworthy to receive God's blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered.

As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from Heaven booming,

"Why are you leaving your companion on the island?" 


"My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them," the first man answered.

"His prayers were all unanswered, and so he does not deserve anything."


"You are mistaken!" the voice rebuked him.  "He had only one prayer, which I answered.  If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessings."

"Tell me," the first man asked the voice, "what did he pray for that I should owe him anything?"

"He prayed that all your prayers be answered."

For all we know, our blessings are not the fruits of our prayers alone, but those of another praying for us.

When Jesus died on the cross he was thinking of you!


rayne1123 said...

this is great, thanks for sharing

seraphoflove9001 said...

Beautiful! Very true!

fasttrack58 said...

Linda :)

treesrgreen78 said...

Very touching and oh so true, we never know where our blessings come from, sometimes from the most unexpected places.  God bless.


emabecmar said...

I liked this. It was very touching and true. (((hugs)))

lv2trnscrb said...

wow; that was awesome, Barbara, thanks for posting it. Wow; lots to think of. Wow.......................


bhbner2him said...

There you go!  More proof that God's way of thinkin' just ain't the same as our way of thinkin'.  -  Barbara

luddie343 said...

Exactamundo!  CATHY

lisa41076 said...

Barbara , what a great entry !!!!!!!!!!! Love You Lisa XO P.S. I signed you up to get my store's emails today, you should get your first coupon soon !

queenb8261 said...

Thanks for sharing this.

ally123130585918 said...

That was just lovely to read ~ I really enjoyed it ~ ty for sharing ~ Ally

am4039 said...

this is just wonderful. Thanks. hugs and love.

mtrib2 said...

That was a good story.     It illustrates the meaning of prayer and how we should pray for others rather than just ourself.    mark

randlprysock said...

Wow this one makes ya think.  Good entry.