Daniel Symmons
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I'm sorry if this is the wrong page to send this to - I'm still feeling my way around the site at the moment.
I think this was given to me and that I should pass it on.
Grubs
Once upon a time, in the golden kingdom far away, there lived a good king who ruled over his people with justice, wisdom and love. They adored him and did everything they could to please him. They served him happily, and he treated them as his children. All things were well and all manner of things were well.
But one day news came to the land of a remote island where the grubs lived. Their land was in a mess. Although there was enough food for the grubs to eat, they fought to own the plants they lived on. The stronger grubs were greedy and took more than their fair share and made the weaker grubs work hard for them. Lots of the weaker grubs died, whilst the strong grubs had plants to spare that just rotted away.
All the grubs were worried. The strong ones worried they would be defeated and robbed of their place, and the weak ones worried that they would starve.
All this made the good king sad. He wanted to help the grubs but was hard to get them to understand him; they were only grubs after all. Then he had an idea, ‘Of course they don’t understand me, I’m too big. I’d need to be a grub for them to understand me!’
He couldn’t leave his kingdom with out a king, so he explained the problem to his son, ‘I can’t sit back and let them hurt each other like this; and they will never get here on their own. Will you go to help them to stop the suffering? It will cost you everything but you can trust me.’
The son loved his father and went willingly, although he knew it wouldn’t be easy. Everyone in the land was sad to see him go but they too trusted the king to do the right thing and felt sorry for the grubs. They watched in awe and wonder to see their prince made low, taking on the form of a grub.
The son was born into a family of good heart. He grew up kind and loving and told the grubs how to live together happily. He also told them of his father who loved them and wanted them to come home to him.
Some listened and followed his ways, but others thought he was mad and bad. Some of the strongest grubs were so worried about the trouble he might cause, that they captured him and had him tortured, and they cruelly killed him.
Throughout the kingdom, the people wept bitterly to see the kings son treated this way by the grubs he was trying to rescue. But the king wept most as he watched his precious son die without him, and he had turned away at the last. It was the hardest thing he ever did for he knew that it was he that he who had asked his son to die like this.
The pain was real, the death was death, but the father knew that because the son loved him and was pure, he could rescue him even from death, and not only him. The grave could not hold him, he pulled his son back home by the bond of perfect love that joined them.
The son was restored to his full glory! Oh, the joy in the land at his return, how they welcomed him, how they sang his praises. How faithful was he, who had gone at his fathers request to save the grubs, He had lived as one of them, and now it was clear that as he died for them he took upon himself the punishment for their wrongs. Now they could be freely forgiven - now they could come home!
So the father and the son sent a new message to the grubs in spirit. This time, because the son had been with them, they could hear it and take it in. Those who listened to the kings invitation were welcome to be part of his family with his dear son, and his spirit would be with them. They lived their lives with him and for him, and he let them know that they were not grubs at all but caterpillars, just waiting to become the most beautiful butterflies in the kingdom through him.
I felt prompted to write this after an encounter with Jesus on the way to work.
I was thinking about the huge sacrifice Jesus made for us and, for a moment, what I had known for ages became intensely clear and real and I wanted to express this and share it with others.
I think this was given to me and that I should pass it on.
Grubs
Once upon a time, in the golden kingdom far away, there lived a good king who ruled over his people with justice, wisdom and love. They adored him and did everything they could to please him. They served him happily, and he treated them as his children. All things were well and all manner of things were well.
But one day news came to the land of a remote island where the grubs lived. Their land was in a mess. Although there was enough food for the grubs to eat, they fought to own the plants they lived on. The stronger grubs were greedy and took more than their fair share and made the weaker grubs work hard for them. Lots of the weaker grubs died, whilst the strong grubs had plants to spare that just rotted away.
All the grubs were worried. The strong ones worried they would be defeated and robbed of their place, and the weak ones worried that they would starve.
All this made the good king sad. He wanted to help the grubs but was hard to get them to understand him; they were only grubs after all. Then he had an idea, ‘Of course they don’t understand me, I’m too big. I’d need to be a grub for them to understand me!’
He couldn’t leave his kingdom with out a king, so he explained the problem to his son, ‘I can’t sit back and let them hurt each other like this; and they will never get here on their own. Will you go to help them to stop the suffering? It will cost you everything but you can trust me.’
The son loved his father and went willingly, although he knew it wouldn’t be easy. Everyone in the land was sad to see him go but they too trusted the king to do the right thing and felt sorry for the grubs. They watched in awe and wonder to see their prince made low, taking on the form of a grub.
The son was born into a family of good heart. He grew up kind and loving and told the grubs how to live together happily. He also told them of his father who loved them and wanted them to come home to him.
Some listened and followed his ways, but others thought he was mad and bad. Some of the strongest grubs were so worried about the trouble he might cause, that they captured him and had him tortured, and they cruelly killed him.
Throughout the kingdom, the people wept bitterly to see the kings son treated this way by the grubs he was trying to rescue. But the king wept most as he watched his precious son die without him, and he had turned away at the last. It was the hardest thing he ever did for he knew that it was he that he who had asked his son to die like this.
The pain was real, the death was death, but the father knew that because the son loved him and was pure, he could rescue him even from death, and not only him. The grave could not hold him, he pulled his son back home by the bond of perfect love that joined them.
The son was restored to his full glory! Oh, the joy in the land at his return, how they welcomed him, how they sang his praises. How faithful was he, who had gone at his fathers request to save the grubs, He had lived as one of them, and now it was clear that as he died for them he took upon himself the punishment for their wrongs. Now they could be freely forgiven - now they could come home!
So the father and the son sent a new message to the grubs in spirit. This time, because the son had been with them, they could hear it and take it in. Those who listened to the kings invitation were welcome to be part of his family with his dear son, and his spirit would be with them. They lived their lives with him and for him, and he let them know that they were not grubs at all but caterpillars, just waiting to become the most beautiful butterflies in the kingdom through him.
I felt prompted to write this after an encounter with Jesus on the way to work.
I was thinking about the huge sacrifice Jesus made for us and, for a moment, what I had known for ages became intensely clear and real and I wanted to express this and share it with others.
