Quicksand...

There was once a religious man, who was walking down a road that he traveled regularly. As he was making his way down the road a bag lady came to him and warned him not go any further because, about a mile down the road, there was quicksand. The man dismissed the woman's concern and continued on, where he came upon a homeless man who told him to stop due to the quicksand that was approximately a half mile ahead. The man dismissed his concerns, and continued on his way. Approximately a quarter mile down the road, the man met a friend from his past who expressed the same concern and instructed him not to continue for fear that he would fall victim to the quicksand ahead. The man paused, considered his friends shady past, and then continued down the road. Finally, the man had come to within 1000 feet of the quicksand and he was again stopped, but this time there was no visable figure to be seen, only a voice in the man's head, telling him to stop and to go no further. The man attributed this to the fact that he had been told the same thing by so many people that he was imagining hearing their voices still and continued until he slowly started to sink into a large pit of quicksand. Now as the man was sinking he cried out, "Why God? Why didn't you warn me of this danger?" As he began to go under he heard the same low, still, small voice that he had heard only moments before his fall. This is what the voice said to him..."You failed to listen to me because you thought you knew better! I placed a woman on your path and you dismissed her due to her appearance. I placed a man along the way and you did not heed his warnings due to your pride and arrogance. I put a past acquaintance in your life, but you remembered his past and could not see your future. Finally, I personally spoke to you, and you didn't even recognize my voice, since you spend so little time with me. I do not wish you to go through this, you choose this for yourself. I'm simply giving you what you wanted..."

How many of us talk to God when things are good as often as we talk to Him in times of trouble. When things go wrong He is the first to know about it, but when life is great then we are the one's who made it all happen. We often give Him the blame but not to praise, the complaints but not the accolades, the worry but not the worship. Today, stop to give Him the glory and honor He is due for all He does for you...