A fun story to enjoy and consider…
Can you guess what this has to do with discipleship?! ;0)
Once upon a time in Kalamazoo
Where the animals roam freely like people now do
There lived a lively bunny who chanced upon a scale
Weighed herself, exclaimed, “Oh my!” and thus begins this tale.
Her neighbor chanced to hear her shriek and called out, “What’s up, dear?!”
“It seems I’ve nibbled a bit too much. My belly’s as big as my rear!”
“Oh, I can relate,” her neighbor replied. “Slowly I’ve put it on too.
It seems over time the weight just creeps up, but I know what I’m going to do.”
“Do tell!” said the bunny, “Won’t you come in for tea?
I’ve been baking all morning delicacies.”
“Oh no!” said the tortoise as she crept into sight
“I can’t for I started to diet last night.”
“Oh, you’re so good! But I bet I can lose faster!
Let’s make a challenge to see who really is the diet master.”
The hare always loved a race and knew it’d make weight loss fun
Besides she was sure to win (and lose!) with her intense motivation.
So she ordered equipment and exercised away
Doing aerobics six times a day.
She always loved veggies, so ate only these:
Carrots, celery, lettuce and peas.
Mrs. Tortoise however just took it in stride
Eating four food groups, pushing dessert aside.
She also did aerobics, just three times a week
And took the stairs and walked to work and never did she peek
To see how much her weight dwindled for all her efforts done
Unlike Mrs. Hare who daily weighed at the setting of every sun
With her clothes, her shoes, her teeth and wig all carefully removed
And all air expelled from the depths of her lungs, happy only when she did lose.
Mrs. Tortoise, however, could tell deep inside
By the way her shell moved from side to side
(And by the way that Mr. Turtle
Asked if she’d bought a tighter girdle!)
One day Mrs. Hare sat in her kitchen,
Crying for she had just been caught snitchin’
By Mrs. Tortoise who’d come over to chat
And borrow the bunnies extra baseball bat!
(She now played shortstop for their winning team
The realization of a lifelong dream).
“Now friend, what’s up with you? You’ll gain back all you’ve lost.
Before you eat more cookies, be sure you’ve counted the cost!”
“It’s just that I am so depressed. I’ve shooting pains in every bone.”
Mrs. Hare dropped her head to the table, “I’m tired please leave me alone!”
“Alright if that’s your heart’s desire, but Saturday the weigh-in takes place.
Remember you were the one who wanted to embark on this silly race.
But I’m glad! I feel great! And I’m still losing! I’m so thankful for what you’ve done!
“Oh, go hit a homerun with the children! I don’t care any more if you’ve won!”
When Saturday came the town gathered round
Shocked to discover Ms. Hare gained ten pounds,
Which all considered a great disaster
as they crowned Mrs. Tortoise, “Kalamazoo’s Diet Master!”