Built on the Rock

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE WIERD CHARACTERS ARE THAT ARE SHOWING UP…DO YOUR BEST TO IGNORE THEM…found here:  http://stf.heavenlytrain.com/?p=1254

As the busy Christian cycled down the hill to town to buy fresh strawberries, her hair was flying and she had a huge grin on her face not only because God had been doing a great thing in her but well- let’s face it- she hadn’t been on her bicycle for ages and just freely whizzing along was a real joy!

As she overtook a lady walking along she heard a muffled cry of pain.

“I ought to stop�

“Your Finnish isn’t that great� said the voice in her head. “She won’t like you talking to her.�

“I ought to stop� said the other voice, the one from her heart, but she kept pedalling, albeit it a tad more slowly.

“Remember the Samaritan man I told you about!� boomed a voice from who knows where!

Ouch!

She stopped. Dismounted. And heart pounding, not from the exertion of cycling, pushing her bicycle she slowly walked back up the hill towards the lady .

“Are you ok?� (Stupid question! Of course she wasn’t ok; tears were streaming down her blotched face and she looked frighteningly angry!)

Sad Woman looked surprised that someone would stop and ask her. But then Sad Woman’s story came pouring out as fast as the tears flowed.

Busy Christian just listened (what else could she do?) and occasionally said something inane like “that’s too bad“, “I think that must hurt so much here� (pointing to her own heart, which by now was aching with Sad Woman’s pain)

“This is going to take a long time� said that voice in her head again

“You’ve got all the time in the world� said the other voice.

So she stayed.

She listened more, making even more inane comments “I’m so sorry and that’s so sad!� while her brain was busy, active, trying to analyse the situation and what she should do.

“you could pray� said the other voice

Good idea! So she prayed silently from the heart, mostly that she’d have the wisdom of what to do; and if truth be told, she also prayed how to get herself out of the situation!

As the sad story unfolded more Sad Woman suddenly used the name of God in vain and in anger. Simultaneously the booming voice rang out again!

“I meant, you could pray for her!�

oh!

So Busy Christian took a very deep breath and stepped even further out of her safe cave and asked Sad Woman if she could pray for her.

No answer. Then a slight nod.

Busy Christian did just that. She blessed Sad Woman and asked Jesus to come in mend her broken heart and heal what needed to be healed.

And she waited.

The crying stopped.

Sad woman began to ask questions about Busy Christian and why she was in Finland and why she would stop to help a total stranger. Busy Christian hesitantly told a little of her story.

…

A while later Busy Christian got back on her bike, no longer grinning but in shock and amazed that God could use little old her to bring His Kingdom closer to the town in which she lives.

There were still plenty of strawberries in the market when she finally got there. And they tasted so sweet!