Growing up, the only source of heat we had in the house was a fireplace. Each winter it was my brother & my responsibility to keep the wood box full.
Now, in the early days my dad thought that we were too young to use the chainsaw, so the majority of the wood we used we had to cut with an axe. It didn’t take me long to discover that the time when that wood was the softest, and the easiest to cut was when it was green and full of sap, for the longer that wood lay there and the longer it dried out, the harder and header it would become until some of that which had laid there for several years was nearly petrified and almost impossible to cut.
Even so does our heart become hard as we put off the prompting and the calling of the Lord. Each time the Lord calls and we refuse, each time He calls and we refuse to listen,...Continue reading this sermon illustration (Free with PRO)