Our pastor once told a moving story, taken from an opera, I think. It was of a little crippled boy. The lad observed the great men of the earth give expensive gifts to the Christ child. As he watched, his heart broke within him, for he had nothing of value to present to Him. Suddenly it dawned on him, he had one thing, but it was something he cherished and clave to. For so long, he had totally depended upon it. It would be a great sacrifice to give up. Nevertheless, approaching the Christ child, he fell to his knees and presented to Him—his crutches. The story ends by the youngster being enabled to walk on his own.
Immediately, I thought to myself, what thing in my life do I hold precious, depending on it to hold me up? It is about time, don’t you think, some of us offer our “crutches” to Jesus? Wouldn’t it be wonderful as a Christian to rid ourselves of our crutches and walk without artificial helps? An old divine once said, “It is interesting no cripples ever followed Jesus.” He applied this truth to us spiritual cripples.
You’ll remember when John was in prison and had doubts, he sent two of his disciples to Jesus asking, “Art thou he that should come?” To which Jesus replied, along with other things, “I make the lame to walk.” And He is still doing it today, Praise His Name!
by an Ages Saint