Once upon a time there was a camel… Not a big camel… not a fat camel…
just a normal camel… called Grace… and she found herself stuck… solid…
She had been minding her own business… head down… following a line of
grass… enjoying the sweet flavours… when suddenly she couldn’t move… She
was determined to grasp that last tuft of grass… but it was just out of
reach… and Grace stretched her neck as much as she could… but the grass
remain a smidgin beyond her reach…
Hmmm?… she wondered… as she slowly raised her head on her long neck wondering what had happened to the world that she couldn’t move any more… and she saw that she hadn’t been watching where she was going and unknown to her… had caught herself in a stone gateway… How did those gateposts build themselves so quickly without her noticing?…
Grace could move neither forward or backward… and as she ruminated on the last few blades of grass in her mouth… she looked around her wondering how long she might be waiting until the wall fell down and she would manage to get that last tuft of grass…
Meanwhile… just on the other side of the wall… Jesus was talking to a rich young man…
“But I’ve done all that!” the young man was replying to Jesus… The young man had just asked Jesus… what he could do to inherit eternal life… and Jesus had said… Keep the commandments… honour your mother and father… worship God… He was reeling off the 10 commandments to him which the young man had been particularly good at keeping…
“I’ve kept them all… So what must I do?”
Jesus paused… he could hear Grace chewing on the grass… her big eyelashes fluttering a little as her little brain began to digest that she was well and truly stuck…
“That one thing that keeps you bound up… that stops you being free… go and get rid of it” said Jesus… “In other words”… he went on… “Go sell everything you have… and give it to the poor… then you will be free to follow me”…
The young man looked down at the ground at the same tuft of grass Grace had been eyeing… and muttered… “But I am very rich”…
“It’s easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich person to get to heaven” said Jesus…
The young man turned and left… choosing to hold onto his money rather than let it go and let life hold onto him…
But he turned just a little too early because Grace suddenly popped out of her stuckness… and found herself in reach of that last tuft of grass… She looked up as if suddenly the world had changed… She was thron enough to expect the wall to fall down first… before she would move… but didn’t expect it to happen quite so quickly… Grace saw Jesus looking at her…
He winked and she shrugged her big camel shoulders… and gobbled up the last tuft of grass… Jesus had just proved to her… though it would take a while for her to realise it… what is impossible for this world… God does every day… Grace… is a remarkable thing…
Hmmm?… she wondered… as she slowly raised her head on her long neck wondering what had happened to the world that she couldn’t move any more… and she saw that she hadn’t been watching where she was going and unknown to her… had caught herself in a stone gateway… How did those gateposts build themselves so quickly without her noticing?…
Grace could move neither forward or backward… and as she ruminated on the last few blades of grass in her mouth… she looked around her wondering how long she might be waiting until the wall fell down and she would manage to get that last tuft of grass…
Meanwhile… just on the other side of the wall… Jesus was talking to a rich young man…
“But I’ve done all that!” the young man was replying to Jesus… The young man had just asked Jesus… what he could do to inherit eternal life… and Jesus had said… Keep the commandments… honour your mother and father… worship God… He was reeling off the 10 commandments to him which the young man had been particularly good at keeping…
“I’ve kept them all… So what must I do?”
Jesus paused… he could hear Grace chewing on the grass… her big eyelashes fluttering a little as her little brain began to digest that she was well and truly stuck…
“That one thing that keeps you bound up… that stops you being free… go and get rid of it” said Jesus… “In other words”… he went on… “Go sell everything you have… and give it to the poor… then you will be free to follow me”…
The young man looked down at the ground at the same tuft of grass Grace had been eyeing… and muttered… “But I am very rich”…
“It’s easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich person to get to heaven” said Jesus…
The young man turned and left… choosing to hold onto his money rather than let it go and let life hold onto him…
But he turned just a little too early because Grace suddenly popped out of her stuckness… and found herself in reach of that last tuft of grass… She looked up as if suddenly the world had changed… She was thron enough to expect the wall to fall down first… before she would move… but didn’t expect it to happen quite so quickly… Grace saw Jesus looking at her…
He winked and she shrugged her big camel shoulders… and gobbled up the last tuft of grass… Jesus had just proved to her… though it would take a while for her to realise it… what is impossible for this world… God does every day… Grace… is a remarkable thing…
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