"This baby is corporate
An excerpt from Mahesh Chavda Ministries International
"The Watch of the Lord" newsletter:
The following prophetic vision was submitted by a
watchman from the Montgomery AL, Watch of the Lord:
I was standing at the edge of an enormous dirt field. It
stretched in all directions almost as far as the eye
could see, acre upon acre. Somehow I knew I was supposed
to go and work that field. I also knew that the Owner of
the field, for whom I worked, wanted the whole thing
planted and cultivated and prepared for harvest. I looked
across that expanse of earth again just to see if it was
as vast as I first thought. It was. But on this
inspection, I saw a few others far off in the field.
Separated by wide distances, these individual workers
were tending their respectible patches of land with
diligence. I felt a responsibility to my Boss; even
though I didn't think there was much chance at succeeding
at this task, I thought I'd do what the others were doing
and work my little spot of land as well. Maybe He'd send
in more workers. "He'd better send a lot," I
I looked down and saw that I was holding a small
hand-held shovel. Something was written on it in tiny
letters. I had to hold it up close to my face to read it.
Squinting, I made out the word, "PRAYER." That
inscription told me three things: 1) Prayer was
definitely the tool to use in this field. 2) Something
was lacking in the quantity and quality of my prayer
life. 3) Everyone else in the field had a tool more or
less like mine. Thinking that someday I might get a
bigger shovel, I bent down and went to work.
Just like in a movie, time elapsed and there, instantly
in front of me, were two tomato plants. One of them
actually had a little green tomato on it. The second
plant seemed to have some potential and I was beginning
to work on a third plant. "Ah!" I thought,
"Two and a half feet! Progress! Sure, sure,
hundreds, maybe thousands of square acres to go, but this
is nothing to sneeze at!" Actually, I was proud of
my little tomato plants. They weren't of the hardiest
stock, but they were something! I returned to my labors
with my tiny prayer shovel in hand.
Suddenly I heard the deafening growl of a gigantic
engine. "Vroom! Vroom!" I popped my head up
like a startled gopher. And there it was on the edge of
the field -- reverberating with power, smoke billowing
from its exhaust pipe -- the most humongous
tractor/combine farm thing I had ever seen. It was not
just impressive, it was scary! I was totally dwarfed by
its enormity. I looked at that machine and then I looked
at the field. By my calculations what I and the others
could not do in a lifetime, this thing could do in days.
Just then a kindly, jolly gentleman poked his head out of
the driver's compartment and called to me.
"Working in the field?" he asked?
"Yes, sir, I am"
"Need any help?"
"Well, yes, sir, I do, actually. Can this rig of
yours do the field?"
"Yep." He replied.
"Plow?" I asked.
"Yep, Its real good at that."
I knew one thing it probably couldn't do.
"Yep. It does it all. Better get on board."
So even though I hated to leave my little plants, puny as
they were, I climbed up and joined the nice man in the
cab. To my surprise, there were tons of other people in
there with him. "Hey," I asked. "Who are
you?" His eyes twinkled, and he grinned and said,
"The Boss sent me." "Well," I asked,
"What is this thing?"
"Oh, this?" He patted his giant machine
affectionately and said,
"THIS BABY IS CORPORATE PRAYER."
c 1996 Mahesh Chavda Ministries Int'l
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