In over 20 years online, I may have forwarded three of those "Forward Me" emails that I get all the time from well meaning friends and acquaintances. Let's make it four.

 

I don't know how accurate the information presented is, but I do agree with the conclusion, I think it's a great allegory for one of life's biggest lessons for each of us. I hope you enjoy it, and don't be forwarding me any more of them, because I don't generally like 'em! I've neatened it up a little, you know what a mess they are when you get them, but I haven't changed a word of the text. Hope you like it.

 

 

Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youth's rite of Passage? His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him alone. He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it. He cannot cry out for help to anyone. Once he survives the night, he is a MAN.

 

He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad must come into manhood on his own.

 

The boy is naturally terrified. He can hear all kinds of noises. Wild beasts must surely be all around him. Maybe even some human might do him harm. The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold. It would be the only way he could become a man!

 

Finally, after a horrific night the sun appeared and he removed his blindfold. It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump next to him. He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from harm.

We, too, are never alone. Even when we don't know it, Father is watching over us, sitting on the stump beside us. When trouble comes, all we have to do is reach out to Him.

Moral of the story: Just because you can't see Him doesn't mean He is not there.

"For we walk by faith, not by sight."