Just some thoughts:
City fella decided one day he’d take a drive in the country. He did but a deer crossed his path and he ended with his car in the ditch. What now?
Near where he ran into the ditch was an old farmer plowing with a mule. He called to the farmer, “Hey my car’s in the ditch is there anything you can do to help me?” Farmer looked a bit and then said, “Well I have Dusty here my old blind mule he’s pretty strong. Let me hitched him up to your car and have him pull you out of the ditch.” Farmer brought Dusty from the field to the ditch, harnessed him up to the front of the city man’s car and then yelled: “Pull Dusty, pull.” Then he yelled again, “Pull Billy, Pull Babe, Pull Ribbon, Pull Fanny.” Almost immediately Dusty pulled the car from the ditch.
Wow. But the city fella was puzzled and said to the farmer, “Well, that is quite a mule you got there but I noticed you called him by five different names as he was pulling. You called him Dusty, Billy, Babe, Ribbon, and Fanny.” “Why” the city man ask the farmer. The farmer’s reply, “Well, you see Dusty is blind and he couldn’t pull the car from the ditch if he thought he was doing it by himself.”
Sadly too often man is like Dusty, the old blind mule, we think we can’t do it without someone else’s help. Sometimes we are stronger than we think we are.
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January 14, 2019
Posted January 28, 2019