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The Flute

A little piece of wood once bitterly complained because its owner kept whittling away at it,gouging it and making holes in it.But the one who was cutting it paid no attention to the stick's protests. He was making a flute out of that piece of ebony, and he was too wise to stop when the wood complained.
The man said, "Little piece of wood, without these rifts and holes, you'd just be a stick forever- a useless piece of ebony. What I am doing now may seem as if I am destroying you, but instead it will change you into a flute. Your sweet music will charm the souls of many and comfort sorrowing hearts. My cutting you is the making of you, for only thus can you be a blessing to the world...The Lord is shaping us. Let's be patient and allow His chastening to do its work in our lives.
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