Everyday Parables – The Old Hammock

Jesus Visits Martha and Mary

38 As Jesus and the disciples continued on their way to Jerusalem, they came to a certain village where a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home. 39 Her sister, Mary, sat at the Lord’s feet, listening to what he taught. 40 But Martha was distracted by the big dinner she was preparing. She came to Jesus and said, “Lord, doesn’t it seem unfair to you that my sister just sits here while I do all the work? Tell her to come and help me.”

41 But the Lord said to her, “My dear Martha, you are worried and upset over all these details! 42 There is only one thing worth being concerned about. Mary has discovered it, and it will not be taken away from her.”


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A friend of mine and I met one day just to connect and chat, pray and enjoy some good fellowship.

At one point he randomly said, I want to buy a hammock.

We small-talked about camping and the different kind of hammocks available for a while and as we were chatting, I had this overwhelming thought come to mind:

How much is our faith like a hammock, even if we’ve had it for a long time and we can see holes where our faith is imperfect, it can still support our weight, and it will always be the best place for us to find peace and rest. 

His reply: “You know George, sometimes a hammock is just a hammock”.

My reply: “not for me it isn’t, everything has a deeper meaning if you’re looking for it”

So, don’t worry about the condition of your hammock, just make sure to take advantage of it often and spend time basking in the comfort it provides.

Our faith is meant for us to use much more than we often do.

About George Crone

Life is hard and changes are inevitable. Sometimes it is welcomed, and other times it is overwhelming. The great part is, we are never alone if we choose to let others in. Find a like-minded community and get plugged in, it will change your life!
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