An Allegory... part five
Chapter 9
FILL THE
EARTH – LOVE THE INDIVIDUAL
..... The landscape improved as we walked and talked, vegetation
returned and we heard the rush of a River. Soon we were on its banks and the
pathway became obvious, although we realized that we had been upon it all
along. We had not left it, when we were guided in different ways through the
desert. It was no less real than the
highway in the sky, thousands of miles long, taken by birds that migrate south,
as the cold weather approaches, and back to the north, when the climate is
ideal for nesting. They never get lost, led by an unseen hand. If we know and
acknowledge the King’s purpose and do not trust our wisdom, even though we
cannot see the path, He will lead us straight to our destination.
For the first time, the River took us to the outskirts of a huge city.
It was called Darkness. We were on a hill, looking down upon it and we watched
masses of people crowding the streets and sidewalks. That morning, we read
together about the commission that the King had given us and were reminded of
the debt that had to be paid. Our hearts united with that of the King. His name
and attributes must be proclaimed among all people, who have been deceived by His
enemy. They must have opportunity to escape his cruel rulership.
We entered the nearest suburb and in the first public square, Ignorance
Plaza, declared that all men should repent of their wicked ways and submit to
the true King. We saw that each one of these people had a chain attached to
them that led to different places. Some led to back alleys, where prostitutes,
transvestites and drug dealers circulated. Some led into offices and business
centers. Some even led into church buildings.
Many of those with longer chains did not seem to realize that they were
bound; others had very short ones and struggled with them. Not a few, came as
close as their chains would allow, as we talked. They asked how they could be
free and make contact with the King.
We decided to take as much time as necessary to try to help them. We
spent many days there and saw chains broken and grateful people turn to the
King, to thank and to serve Him. It was nothing short of miraculous. In that
part of the city, a deep impression was made and many showed their appreciation
to us. We were offered comfortable quarters and some good food. I have to admit
that we began to enjoy this a little too much.
He said that he delivered newspapers to hundreds of customers, and was
late, reaching a few just outside of town. While I applied disinfectant and
bandages, I told him about the King. He took an unusual interest and when he
left, promised he would return. He did every day and we visited for hours. He
told me that he was wrapping literature that told about the King with the
papers and he had opportunity to talk about Him to many people. He had won some
of his fellow paperboys to the King’s side and they began also to distribute
His literature in various sections of the city...
Chapter 10
THE GREAT MACHINE AND THE SIMPLE WORKERS
.... Outside the city Darkness, we camped together for about three
months. One night, sitting around a campfire watching the flames, we discussed
again the overwhelming problem of reaching the earth’s multitudes. Some
wondered if we needed more technology and mass media communication. One older
man opened his Book, took out an article and read it to us. It was a true
story:
It was
about a couple that went many years ago to take the King's message to the Dark
Continent. They wanted to reach people, who had never heard the gospel. They walked by the River and it led them to a
village. The chief of the village, however, knew the dragon would be angry, if
he let the King's messengers into the village and refused to permit their
entrance. So they built a mud hut a kilometer away on the mountainside above
the village.
They waited
much time and their only contact with the native people was a young boy who
came two times a week to sell them food. The lady told him about the King and
one day they contacted Him together. It was the only encouragement that the
couple received during the entire time that they lived near the village.
Months
later, the lady became pregnant and then was smitten with a fever. Seventeen
days after the birth of the baby, weakened by the fever, she died. The baby
girl survived. The husband became very bitter against the King, not only over
the death of his wife, but also because the sacrifice seemed to be in vain. He
left the Dark Continent and became a drunkard. The little girl was raised by
another couple, ambassadors of the King, as well, and became His strong
follower.
When the
girl grew and married, she read an article about the Continent where she was
born. It told of the death of the lady ambassador and there was a photo of a
simple grave with a cross. It told of the boy who gave his heart to the King.
The boy became a young man, it related, and persuaded the chief to let him
build a school. The students became followers of the King, through the message
given them from their teacher. Their parents came to know the King through
their children. Others were won through the parents. The young teacher became one of His great
leaders in the Dark Continent.
The
daughter of the ambassadors found her biological father in his drunken state.
She told him the story, demonstrating that his wife’s death and the work that
they did together were not in vain. It had borne much fruit. Before he died,
the father turned from his drunkenness and came to love the King more than ever
before.
Someone else had saved an article with another true story, which he
wanted to share with all of us. It was about a man on another continent, who
because he was grateful for a wonderful change in his life, promised the King
that he would share His message every day with people. He did so for 40 years.
When he was older, he stood on one street near his poor apartment and handed
out leaflets to people who passed by. He never heard that there were any
results.
In both these cases, we saw that individuals, without a great plan or
program, without technology or equipment, without a large organization to
sponsor them, were able to function. They just shared the good news and the
River carried it to multitudes…
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