An elderly Scottish woman was making her way through the countryside. Each time she came to a crossroads she would toss a stick into the air. Whichever way the stick came down was the direction she went. At one intersection, however, an old man saw her toss her stick into the air not once, not twice, but three times before resuming her journey.

The old man was curious. "Why are you throwing your stick like that?" he asked.

She squinted and replied, "I'm letting God direct my journey by using this stick."

"Then why did you throw it three times?" asked the curious old man.

"Because," she said, "the first two times He was pointing me in the wrong direction."

I see a few of you have tried tossing that stick as well.

Jesus said, "Every one then who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house upon the rock; and the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat upon that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on the rock . . ."