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Monday, 24 August 2009

It Just Keeps Coming

Here is another Bible Narration, see if you can guess which passage it's from:

Joshua yawned as he stretched out on the large, straw, mattress.
His brother, Daniel, sat on the other side of the room. He warmed his hands near the fireplace.
‘It is good to relax after a days work, eh, Josh?’ Daniel said as he rubbed his hands together vigorously.
‘There is nothing more true,’ Josh replied sleepily. He buried his face into the mattress and was about to drop off to sleep when the door to their house was slammed open.
He sat up quickly to look at his mother. She was panting heavily and his eyes were red as if she had been weeping.
‘Mother?’ Daniel rushed over to his mother, anxiousness written all over his face. ‘Whatever is wrong?’
Joshua’s mother sat weakly next to the fireplace before looking up at her sons.
‘The creditor,’ she croaked.
‘What about him? Quick mother, tell me everything!’ Joshua hurried to sit by his mother.
‘Now that your father is dead,’ she took a breath. ‘The creditor needs our money. But we don’t have a thing in the house! No more than a little oil!’
Her breath became ragged and raspy again.
‘Calm down,’ Daniel ordered her as he smoothed her hair down and patted her on the shoulder.
‘A-a-a-and now he wants you two as s-s-s-s-s-slaves f-for him,’ she burst into tears and buried her face in her hands.
Joshua stared at his brother apprehensively.
‘We must ask the man of God,’ Daniel decided. ‘Our father revered the Lord. Surely he will help us.’
His mother immediately stopped weeping. Her face brightened and wiped away her tears. ‘Daniel. I believe you are right. I will leave right away.’

And before Joshua could say ‘Methuselah’ she was out of the house.
It was not long before their mother was back. Her face was happier then it had been for a long time.
‘What did he say?’ Daniel asked eagerly.
‘Yes, what?’ Joshua said, just as keen.
‘He asked me this,’ their mother said confidently. ‘How can I help you? Tell me, what do you have in your house? I told him we have only a little oil. Then he said ‘Go around and ask all your neighbors for empty jars. Don't ask for just a few. Then go inside and shut the door behind you and your sons. Pour oil into all the jars, and as each is filled, put it to one side.’
‘We, must do as he says,’ Daniel said, enthusiastic to follow the plan.
For the next hour Joshua and Daniel went to all the neighbors’ houses.
When they came, their mother’s face was shining. She had the oil on the bench and beckoned them to come and help.
They brought the jars to her and she kept pouring. When all the jars were full, she said to Joshua, "Bring me another one." But he replied, "There is not a jar left." Then the oil stopped flowing.
‘I must tell the man of God,’ she said.
Joshua went back to his mattress and soon fell asleep. He did not wake up, even when she came home to tell him that she had sold the oil and paid the creditor.



carrie said...

good story, jordan!

Carrie said...

jordan, just got in new backgrounds I thought you might like to look at them. My favorite are board shorts, and ridiculously fabulous.

Helen said...

Nice one Jordan - I love your narrations!! You have a real gift as a writer - I hope it takes you places girl! I must say that I am tres amused to find that you are a follower of your own blog! Good one. That bumps up the numbers eh!