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EVERYBODY has heard the story of the three little pigs. Mother pig sent them out; it was time for them to build their own houses. Pig number one built his house of straw. Pig number two built his house with sticks. Pig number three built his house out of bricks. Along came the wolf who demanded entrance into their homes. He wasn’t invited or solicited. He just decided that he wanted to come into the lives of the little pigs.

Pig number one said, “Not by the hair of my chin-ee-chin-chin.”

So the wolf huffed and he puffed and he blew the straw house down. Pig number one’s world had fallen apart, so he hurried over to pig number two’s house. The wolf followed him and knocked on the door of the stick house. He said, “Little pig, little pig, let me in.”

Pig number two said, “Not by the hair of my chin-ee-chin-chin.”

So the wolf huffed and puffed and blew his house down. Pig one and pig two went to pig number three’s house.

Now, pig number three built his house differently than the others. Pig number three built his house of bricks so that it would stand the test of time.

The wolf tried yet again, “Little pig, little pig, let me in.”

Pig number three said, “Not by the hair of my chin-ee-chin-chin.” So the wolf huffed and puffed and blew and blew. Many storybooks illustrate the wind blowing and hurling and it was cast forth out of the mouth of the wolf. You could see the strength he put into trying to blow down the house, but in the pages of the nursery rhyme, the pictures of the wolf show him tiring out and the house still standing. In fact, the wolf, after unsuccessfully trying to blow down the house, decided to change his strategy and come down the chimney. He climbed up the side of the house and attempted to sneak into the house via the chimney only to enter into a pot of hot boiling water. He shot right back up the chimney. When the story ended, the three pigs were sitting around the fireplace, with the big bad wolf on the outside looking in.

If you’re attached to your straw life, when stuff starts to blow, you’re going to crumble. If you’re attached to your stick existence, when stuff starts to shake, you’re going to fall apart. But if you’re part of a brick unshakable kingdom that has been built by Almighty God, I don’t care what is falling apart around you, you won’t be falling apart with it. If you are falling apart with it, you have not fully attached yourself to the unshakable kingdom. It is a kingdom that cannot be shaken.541

[Christian Living, Power; Kingdom of God]

Ps. 16:8; Ps. 62:2; 1 Cor. 3:12–15