The story is told of how some years ago a simple soul started to attend Salvation Army meetings. Now this guy was illiterate (and he couldn’t read nor write either…!) but those who attended the services took him under their wing and soon he had learned by heart many of the rousing hymns they sang.
One evening, however, he came back home looking disconsolate.
“What’s wrong?” asked his wife, “Are you no longer enjoying going to the services?”
“Oh no!”, he replied, “It’s just that the folk there have something written on their sweaters and I don’t” (in those days, members of the Salvation Army wore jerseys – with the words “Blood & Fire” embroidered on them (the motto of the Salvation Army)
His wife told him not to worry and that she would see him right.
There was one problem: she too was illiterate – but she was inventive.
Across the street from where they lived was a shop.
In the window was a sign and even although she couldn’t read what it said, she painstakingly copied down the three words printed on the notice. She then embroidered them onto her husband’s jersey.
When he came home, she asked, “Did they like your jersey?”
“They loved it,” he beamed. “Some of them said they liked it better than their own.”
What neither husband nor wife knew was that the sign in the shop window across the street said, “Under New Management.”
What a great thing for a person to proclaim: “My life is under new management.” when God takes control of it!