Kenneth pawed through the melon display, trying to find the one fruit that would fit his needs. «Nope,» he said, holding one near his nose, «not old enough.» Then he saw a melon sitting off to one side. It looked like it had been there for days. «Perfect!» Ken said with a smile.
At the checkout counter, the storekeeper didn’t want to sell him the fruit. «It’s totally rotten,» he gasped.
«I know,» Ken grinned.
«That’s what you’d expect when you send a man to do your shopping,» two women standing nearby whispered to each other.
Ken hurried from the store to his office in the U.S. Department of Agriculture and handed the moldy melon over to technicians who quickly ran to their laboratory. The year was 1939. Not long before, researchers had found that penicillin helped people fight infection. But only bread mold seemed to work. Not much penicillin was available, and the department was trying to find new sources from which they could create the much-needed and terribly expensive substance. A few days later the results were in. Melon mold worked great. Penicillin could now be produced in greater volume and inexpensively. Many lives would be saved in the war about to sweep across the world.
A moldy melon. The grocer saw in it only junk. But Kenneth saw in it a million miracles.
How about you? Do you sometimes feel worthless? Remember the melon. If such a discarded fruit can create a million miracles, what can you do with God’s help?