"Time to hammer a nail," I thought to myself. Now, I know there are people who use all sorts of other tools to pound in nails, but I have found in my limited experience, that hammers work best.
I rummaged through the bag where I keep various tools. There were a number of different tools I came to before I finally lifted out my hammer. It was looking a bit old and worn, but it still would work to drive the nail.
I'm not a carpenter, but I still figured out how to hammer in a nail.
It is an odd connection, perhaps, but I was studying recently the passage from Isaiah 55:8,9 which tells that God's thoughts are not our thoughts, nor His ways our ways.
I don't know all that that means, but one difference to me is what tools God chooses. For, if God was a carpenter, He would walk into His tool room and look over His hammers. Over in the corner there is a mighty sledge hammer -- too heavy for any but His arm to wield. On a shelf is an expensive claw hammer with just the perfect balance. To His left is a shiny, new ball-peen hammer.
(We've now come to the end of my knowledge of hammers)...
Looking over these, He will choose none of them. Instead, He will rummage under a bunch of scraps and pull out an old, rusty hammer that, even when it was new, was one of the cheapest models, but now is well past its prime.
The Lord can see its potential and He chooses it from amongst the other options -- not because there are none better, but because there are none worse.
With that hammer, He will build a mansion that makes the Biltmore look like a one room shack in the mountains of Guatemala.
God always chooses the tools that will give glory to Himself, but He also chooses those tools who make themselves available to His purposes.
It is a blessing. God doesn't choose to use the Albert Einsteins and Marie Curies of this world. He chooses to use normal people like you and me.
In the end, it doesn't really matter how great or smart a person you are, it just matters the skill of the Master who is holding you.
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