F requently God asks some very in teresting questions in His Word. In Amos 6:12 we read, “Shall horses run upon the rock? will one plow there with oxen?” I have known of people who do this very thing. Of course we all know that rocks don’t raise any vegetation. Nobody plants seed on a rock. The question may seem strange, but in reality God has something very important to tell us. The Lord uses the same principle as we do in busi ness. One time I was making something in my factory which I thought would be a “money-maker” for sure. I ran big ads in the various magazines. Do you know what happened? Nothing! I didn’t sell enough to pay for the ad vertising. The product didn’t go over at all. Fortunately, I had sense enough to quit the project right then. As Chris tians, we are to do the same thing. One time I was talking to a group of preachers. I suggested, “Fellows, don’t have the same kind of a meeting every Sunday morning. Don’t let the people know what you’re going to do. Don’t start out with the doxology, ‘Praise God from whom all blessings flow.’ The people know the song too well. It doesn’t mean anything to them. They know they’re going to stand up; you’re not surprising them with any thing. Do something different. Have a different kind of a hymn to start with. Sometimes have the people stand; sometimes have them sit. Surprise the people. You’ll find the old way of doing things produced few results.
Some new ideas can really help.” I believe this is what this verse suggests. If you are doing something that isn’t producing results in your life or in your church, eliminate it and do some thing different. Down in Missouri we call it, “Spizerinktum.” This same idea is certainly true in soul winning. If you go through the regular unproduc tive program it will be like plowing on a rock; you won’t get any results. There is another interesting verse in Jeremiah 48:6 where we read, “Flee, save your lives, and be like the heath in the wilderness.” The “heath” is the same as our tumble weed. In the dry season the wind comes along and breaks this large plant at the top of the ground. It rolls along before the wind and piles up against a barbed wire fence. Finally it goes to pieces in the winter. Over in Palestine, however, I am told that when the dry season comes the heath shrinks and shrivels into the ground. The whole ball be comes smaller. Then when the winds come along the whole thing is blown up, roots and all, and rolls along until it comes to a marsh or a swamp where there is some water and the roots can catch hold again. The tendrils sink themselves down into the earth and draw up the nutriment therein. Then the branches open up and the plant blooms again. This is what the Lord is telling us. If you are in a place where your soul isn’t fed and there is no water from heaven, go where you can get something of eternal value. (continued on next page) 7
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