335- A Child Driving a Bulldozer

 

St-Takla.org Image: Bulldozer clipart. صورة في موقع الأنبا تكلا: كليبارت بلدوزر أو جرافة.

Jim used to take his 5-year-old son with him to work. The son usually sat beside his father while he was driving the bulldozer. One day, the little boy sneaked out of the house and sat in the driver’s seat, pushed the button and the bulldozer moved. As the bulldozer moved, the boy could not stop it; it destroyed 3 cars, entered the neighbor’s fence and crashed into a big tree. The boy was screaming. The father rushed to the bulldozer⁽¹⁾ and stopped it. The boy, leaving the bulldozer, said, “I knew how to start the bulldozer but I didn’t know how to stop it.”

Many of us think that liberty is to do what we want, just as this boy did. He who tries drugs once or twice, discovers that he is enslaved by addiction and knows not how to stop. It is wiser not to start. For those who started, they should cry to God their Father saying,

“Bring my soul out of prison” (Ps. 142.7).

→ English translation of the story here at St-Takla.org: طفل يقود بلدوزر.

I entertained an evil idea; I opened for it my door and now I am its slave.

Who can get into the depth of my soul and deliver it but You! Free my soul from jail!

Many times I behaved carelessly, believing that I have the right to do so.

I thought that I’m a free person,

To do as I wish,

But now I am a slave to my lust and have become a prisoner of my pleasures.

You are the True Deliverer of my poor soul.

Footnotes and references for this page here at St-Takla.org:

(1) Coniaris, Anthony. Daily Vitamins for Spiritual Growth.

The Problem Is Deep in me

Short Stories (Stories for the Youth) Books by Father Tadros Yacoub Malaty

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