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It Couldn’t Be Done

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Edgar Guest wrote a poem entitled "It Couldn't Be Done." Let me read you the first stanza:

Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But he with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one
Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.

This is Howard Butt, Jr., of Laity Lodge. The world is full of naysayers, but you don't see them getting anything done. Your job is to tune 'em out and take the risk. You can't know 'til you try . . . in the high calling of our daily work.

". . . I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you."

(Matt. 17:20)