A teenager from a poor family was in a convenience store when a robbery took place. The two men robbing the cashier had not noticed him, and he remained hidden until an opportune moment.
He crept forward and poured motor oil on the floor in front of the door then backed up and waited. A can of stew was held as if it were a weapon. He envisioned himself a hero for capturing the men and holding them until the police arrived, just like a scene from a movie. In a flash the situation changed and became ugly and real.
The men were not simply robbing the cashier; they were brutally beating her and possibly more. He looked at the can in his hand and wondered what to do.
It might be sufficient for one attacker, but certainly not against two obviously violent men. The woman cried out, and he turned. Their eyes met and he could not remain unmoved.
A hero would not turn away, he decided, no matter the cost. He ran upon the first attacker with quick steps, and had him unconscious in seconds. The second attacker stabbed him in the shoulder. The cashier ran to the back and quickly locked herself in the bathroom. He fled toward the door, adrenaline pulsing through his veins. He could hear the man right behind him. He leapt over the oil and pushed open the door.
He turned and watched the man slide right into the glass door he had almost shut, which shattered. As the man started to get up, the young man uttered a short warning, wanting to smash the man’s skull. “Stop or I’ll…” was all he said. The man cocked his head and froze. Seconds passed before shouts indicated the presence of others, and soon after the police arrived.
The young man became an instant hero. A handsome reward and a job at the mayor’s office were the first perks of his actions. A new girlfriend, new car, and even fancy new clothes were given to him with smiles and pats on the back. His father found a better job and at school he found himself suddenly very popular.
A month later the young man was at a party where a girl was accosted. He did not come to her aid, but let peer pressure win the battle inside. Although she was not badly hurt, she told her story to a reporter and named him as one of the bystanders. The media attention on him was not so pleasant this time around.
Moral of the story:
9 …God is able of these stones to raise up children unto Abraham.
This story explores the hypocrisy of thinking that an act makes you a certain way. We all have potential to do great things, but we also have memories of times we failed to do what we knew was right. In Matthew 3:9 John the Baptist points out that the Creator has no obligation to His creation.
The very stones on the ground can be made into something (or someone) else. He can make an instant success of someone; and then let them fail as in the story. This could imply that God is a puppeteer, playing some kind of cosmic favoritism game. Certainly God as creator has power to do anything. However, He chooses to love us in our frailty, which is contrary to how we humans would do things.
John is trying to help the Pharisees and Sadducees see reason, that all they pride themselves on is superficial. I have been given so much, and yet I let those things justify a poor attitude more often than I care to admit. I am quick to judge the Pharisees; and yet am I any better? All I have in the big scheme of things was not earned, it was given. To feel above another because of my stuff or my abilities is ridiculous. Wake up Mish!