Lord, please help me to change - Judith Couchman

God changes usso we can help others.SF tephani e wa s a ne w Christian, an d althoug h I didn' tknow he r well , sh e seeme d fun-lovin g and eage r t olearn. One nigh t a t a Bible study, she asked m e i f I would mento rher spiritually . He r enthusias m invade d me , an d withou t think -ing, I said yes.The evenin g o f our firs t study time together, I hurriedly finishedwashing dishes before she arrived. With hand s immersed i nwater, th e parabl e o f the sowe r popped int o m y head. And wit heach additiona l swip e o f a dish, th e stor y piece d togethe r an dthen wouldn't leave ."Okay, Lord," I sighed. "I f you want me to share thi s parabl ewith Stephanie, I will. Bu t I don't understan d why. "After settling o n th e couc h an d chattin g a while, I tol dStephanie w e could begi n b y reading a parable from th e boo k o fLuke, chapter eight . He r fac e paled whe n I read, "Som e see d fel lon rock , and whe n i t bega n t o grow, i t died becaus e i t had n owater" (v . 6).When 1 finished , Stephanie stammered , " I think I' m th eseed o n th e rock. " I assured he r tha t sh e coul d becom e a see d128'