Saturday, January 4, 2014

the tale of Chris and the mosquitos

There once was a boy named Chris.
Chris loved his father.
And his father loved Chris.
In fact, Chris did everything with his dad and cherished beyond anything else their relationship.

You see, Chris' father was the most powerful and renowned person in the land.
He was responsible for everything good... building homes, influencing leaders, producing food, etc.
Sometimes, Chris wondered if everyone in every country knew his father, because there was no one more impressive.
"What a wonderful father, I have!" Chris would sing aloud.
"What a terrific person is my dad!"
Yes, Chris' father was indeed above them all!
Chris' dad was the greatest to ever be.

One day, Chris' father asked Chris to go outside to accomplish chores in their backyard.
He promised Chris that after he had finished doing what he had asked of him, they could spend more quality father/son time together, which is all Chris really desired.
Dad was his hero.
So without hesitation, Chris ran outside and did his chores,
But all the while he found himself surrounded by swarms of hungry mosquitos.
They buzzed around him, greedily biting and sucking at his skin.

When Chris was ready to come inside, he saw his father standing in the doorway overseeing all that was going on.
He called out, "Dad, can I come in now?  I finished these chores and I really want to be with you."
Chris' father looked at him sadly and said,
"No son. There is one more chore I want you to finish..."
"I want you to allow the mosquitos to suck your blood dry."
Chris looked at his father in tears and realized that no matter how awful these little bugs where attacking him, his dad actually loved the mosquitos and saw value in their existence.
It seemed crazy, but Chris' father loved mosquitos!

Always wanting to please his father and trusting his wisdom thoroughly...
Chris, now infested head to toe, faithfully replied,
"Father, I will do what you ask because I love you... but really, is there any other way this chore could be accomplished?"
"No son," his father replied, "You must allow these bugs to suck you dry... to the death."
Father was clear.
And Chris uncomfortably endured the worst of all pain.
And, Chris obeyed his father.

So, that day, Chris let the mosquitos suck his blood dry.
He died because he loved his father and everything his father loved,
And Chris' father loved mosquitos!

Three days later, Chris was alive again and back with his dad who had collected him.
For even though Chris had died,
His incredibly wise father knew exactly how to bring Chris back to life.
And, as he was promised, Chris returned home to be with his dad.
Nonetheless, to this day he remains scarred from the mosquito incident.

Strangely, as a result of obediently finishing that one last chore,
Today, some of the mosquitos continue to feed on drops of blood left behind by Chris in the yard.
And each time they feast on his blood, they begin to grow and change more.
Growing and changing... slowly morphing into creatures that look less like mosquitos and miraculously more like Chris!
Not every mosquito, mind you...
Just the mosquitos who remember and love Chris' blood the most.
For his blood was the sweetest they had ever tasted.
Sure, there are some mosquitos that have left the yard to feed elsewhere,
But oddly they have not grown or changed.
They remain the same annoying little mosquitos that look and act, well, like mosquitos do.
The difference has really been something to watch!
For the more Chris' mosquitos drink and change, the more Chris believes his father's original plan was always for those particular bugs to become a special part of their family...
His own blood brothers and sisters, if you will!
How wonderful!
And all because of his father's genuine love of mosquitos and Chris!

Today, Chris wishes every mosquito would seek out his blood.
For they won't survive in the long run if they don't grow and change.
But alas, some have chosen not to nourish themselves with his blood.
And sadly, they will die.
But Chris remains ready to name and clothe those who are transformed.
He waves and watches them - pointing to the places he knows where more blood can be found,
For he has been in their yard.
Excited, he decorates rooms inside - customizing everything for those who will make it.
Yes, when father says it is the time to collect and bring them inside...
Chris is definitely ready to receive his new family!
What a celebration they will all have together!
Chris can hardly wait!

But how can something like this even scientifically be possible, you ask?
How can an annoying, wretched, worthless mosquito be turned into a new creature and become an heir alongside Chris rather than be squashed and forgotten forever?
Only Chris and his father know the answer to that mystery.
And only Chris and his dad can explain why they love mosquitos so very, very much!

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved. (John 3:16-17)

And Jesus looking upon them saith, With men it is impossible, but not with God: for with God all things are possible. (Mark 10:27)

But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. (Romans 5:8)



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