The Monkey and the fish

I heard this story recently and thought I would share it.

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away there lived a monkey. This monkey actually lived on an island. One day there was torrential rains that never seemed to end and the island began to flood. The rain and the waters kept coming and coming until one day, the monkey was left with only a little bit of land and one tree. As he was sitting up in his tree, he noticed another animal in the water. It was moving back and forth. The monkey was so worried about the little animal and wanted to rescue it. So, the monkey risked its own life to go out to the end of the branch and snatch the animal out of the water to prevent it from drowning. He put the animal on the ground to dry out under the sun and get warm. The animal flopped around and the monkey thought he looked so happy and was jumping around in excitement. Then, the animal was lying perfectly still and the monkey thought it looked so peaceful. Of course, the animal was a fish.....

So, the moral of the story... I think I can often have good intentions and want to help but sometimes I just make things worse because I do not really understand the people that I am trying to help. Would you please pray that I would listen to God and be patient and not come in with my western ways? Would you pray that I would learn the culture here and understand how to minister effectively? I DO NOT WANT TO KILL THE FISH!