Spiritual/Political/Philosophical Blog on the Nature of Truth and Falsehood and Heaven
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Thursday, April 04, 2002 Third (and last) of the Newly Discovered Parables of Jesus! The Parable of the Man who Lost Himself The kingdom of heaven is like a man who was walking down a road on an errand one day. He was troubled in mind, for he was filled with the cares of life. A thief, seeing the man was alone, came upon him, greeted him in a friendly manner, but then struck him in the head by surprise. The man fell as if dead. The thief stole his purse and his goods, and then ran off. After awhile, the man came to his senses, but as he did so, he realized he did not know why he was on the ground on the road, nor where he was. Fortunately for him, another man from his village came along and found him there. The first man asked where he was. The second man helped the first recover, and told him his name, his village, and then even his country. Realizing that his fellow was not right in his mind, he guided him home. Once there, he sent for his fellow's parents, wife, children, brothers and sisters. They told him his name and who they were to him, but he remembered nothing. "What am I to do?" he said. "I don't know any of you." They took him in and cared for him, but no memory returned, and he felt himself to be alone and a stranger to all. One day, while out in the field working, he lapsed into despair, and fell to his knees, crying out, "I don't know anyone, and no one knows me! God, God, who am I?" And he threw his arms up in his plea. God heard his prayer, reached out to him, embraced and consoled him and said, "You are mine." The man rejoiced with this knowledge, but after God left his embrace, he realized that he still did not know his name. Even so, he returned from the field to his wife and said, "I did not know you 'til now. You are the woman I will care for and live with the rest of my life." He went to his parents and children, brothers, sisters, and neighbors and spoke similarly to each of them; and he became content. posted by Mark Butterworth | 12:39 PM | |
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