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Stop Whining, Start Praising by Melinda Ferrari - Excerpt from Introduction
How could one obtain the information that would shed some light upon the real cause of the existing ailment? I
spent many precious hours formulating my hypotheses. I did some research, and I asked for help. Some of
those who should be more capable of helping were unwilling to lend their assistance, perhaps because of fear.
On the other hand, the would-be recipient begged for help, but, otherwise, was not very cooperative. So, why
should I help?
Volunteering would mean giving too much of my time and energy. I would prefer a more pragmatic task with
attainable objectives. Besides, I had already decided that the Good Lord would not want me to embark upon any
such assignment. In addition, no earthly being could truly justify my obligation to lend any assistance to rectify
the chaos that existed.
Thoughts of walking away weighed heavily on my mind. Like Jonah, I tried to run away, literally. But,
sometimes it is difficult to deny a request for assistance, especially when those who need your input plead with
How could I help replace this epitome of disorder with real peace? Would trying to do so make my life better or
worse? How much would I have to tolerate? Why should I be willing to help pick up the shards and reassemble
the vessel that I did not break? Who did I first hear say that the Lord would not give anyone more than he or she
could handle? Had this cliché survived to encourage me or to frustrate me?
Before long, the Lord revealed Himself to me in a remarkable fashion. He guided me further into pathways in
which He had already been leading me. I would sometimes wake up in the morning singing, realizing then that I
was literally producing a melody while I slept. On other occasions, I would be given (in dream) a song with its
complete score. I would play it through or strike up the tonic chord. These divine manifestations occurred, with
marked frequency, over an extended period of time. I would sometimes get up and record the exact
words, or melody, or
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It has no tongue, but it speaks.
It has no legs, but it travels.
It has no arms, but it can help you move stuff.
Everyone loves it, and people are blessed by it.
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