Tuesday, August 31, 2010

The Unfortunate Tale of Leonard Lopart

That's right. A blog involving the Scarecrow from The Wizard of Oz, Veggie Tales, and now Handy Manny. What does all this tell me, and what should it tell you?
I NEED TO GET OUT MORE.
But first, a verse from Proverbs: Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall (Prov. 16:18).
It you don't know who I'm talking about, Handy Manny is a show on the Disney Channel. He is a handyman voiced by Wilmer Valderama. He and his talking tools (Pat, Turner, Felipe, Rusty, Turner, Squeeze, Flicker, and Rusty) go around town making repairs, building things, solving problems, and learning lessons along the way. Next door to Manny's repair shop is Lopart's Candy Store, owned by Leonard Lopart. He, and his cat Fluffy are always working on something when Manny goes out on a job. Whenever Manny asks if he needs help, Mr. Lopart refuses. After Manny leaves (and sometimes before), something always happens to him. Mr. Lopart is the comedy relief on the show, it's true. Yet he is a lesson on the human nature and condition.
We all would like to think we are like Manny. We have it all together, we have the tools to do any job, and we rarely get into a situation without panicking. In Manny's world, even when he gets stuck in an elevator, he is calm and collected. He is humble, a good uncle, and a friend to the community of Sheet Rock Hills.
Really, we are more like Mr. Lopart. We always try to do it on our own. We have help right there next to us. Whenever he asks our help, we refuse. Why? We know he can do the job, but we turn him down. We are the result of our own pride, and we allow it to lead to our downfall.
Folks, don't be afraid to ask for help. Our help is right there with us, and He has all the tools to help us succeed. "My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth" Ps. 121:2. The best part of it is, He has given us unlimited access to the tools. All we have to do is ask Him. When pride is out of the way, we succeed in life, and we tend to not find ourselves under a pile on the floor being licked by a cat. "Oh, Fluffy..."

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