The Ant and the Contact Lens

 

The Ant and the Contact Lens
(A True Story By Josh and Karen Zarandona)

  Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go 
rock climbing. Although she was scared to death, she 
went with her group to a tremendous granite cliff.  In 
spite of her fear, she put on the gear, took a hold on the 
rope, and started up the face of that rock.  Well, she got
to a ledge where she could take a breather.  As she was 
hanging on there, the safety rope snapped against Brenda's
eyes and knocked out her contact lens.
 
 Well, here she is on a rock ledge, with hundreds of feet 
below her and hundreds of feet above her.  Of course, she 
looked and looked and looked, hoping it landed on the 
ledge, but it just wasn't there.

  Here she was, far from home, her sight now blurry.  She 
was desperate and began to get upset, so she prayed to the 
Lord to help her find it.  When she got to the top, a friend 
examined her eye and her clothing for the lens but there 
was not contact lens to be found.  She sat down, 
despondent, with the rest of the party, waiting for the rest 
of them to make it up the face of the cliff.

She looked out across range after  range of mountains, 
thinking of that Bible verse that says, The eyes of the 
Lord run to and  fro though out the whole earth, she 
thought, Lord, You can see all these mountains.  You 
know every stone and leaf.  

At the bottom there was a new party of climbers just 
starting up the face of the cliff.  One of them shouted out, 
Hey, you guys!  Anybody lose a contact lens?  Well, that 
would be startling enough, but you know why the 
climber saw it?

An ant was moving slowly across the face of the rock, 
carrying it! 

Brenda told me that her father is a cartoonist.  When 
she told him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, 
and the contact lens, he drew a picture of an ant lugging 
that contact lens with the words, 
"Lord, I don't know why you want me to carry this thing. 
I can't eat it, and it's awfully heavy.  But if this is what 
you want me to do, I'll carry it, I will."

God doesn't call the qualified, he qualifies the called.  
Yes, I do love GOD.  He is my SOURCE of my 
Existence and my Savior.  He keeps me functioning each 
and every day.  Without Him, I am nothing, but with Him  
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."  


In Loving Memory Of Gilbert Luther Howington 
1935-1999
and 
Gilbert Luther Howington Jr. (Bert)
1954-1993