“God's
up to something. He's REALLY up to something.” The thought kept
propping up in Noah's mind in a way that often made him forget about
the nagging Rheumatism in his left knee. For that and so many other
reasons, he'd often sit in his usual kitchen chair with one leg
resting on another chair, just looking at his sweetheart's empty
chair, and wonder what encouraging word she'd plant in his heart. If
it wasn't for knowing... that's KNOWING that someday he'd see her
again in Glory, well... he just didn't know what he'd do.
The
front door bell rang and startled him. He seldom got visitors since
Nenee wasn't around any more. Oh how he loved the muffled
conversations she had with teen girls on the front porch, staring at
that forest just a few yards away. That old front porch rocking chair
of hers did more powerful healing of hearts than any hospital could
do. Noah had no idea of the surprise that awaited him at the door.
But up he went, to see the caller.
Ben
stood at the front door with his orange hair trimmed pretty short.
That probably had a story to it, but nothing like Noah was about to
hear. “Gramps. I got your address from Sammy and I rode my bike
over here. Whew!”
“I
have a favor to ask of you. Ya ever get a picture in your mind, of
something that's not exactly real, and you can't forget it? Well I
have. I keep seeing the report that some girl named, Mannie put on
the little church bulletin board, where we fixed the doors. What I
kept seeing in my picture was a little poster right next to her
report. The little poster had real important stuff on it too, that
all the people should be reminded of. Gramps, it don't look fancy
like your posters, and all I could find was a crayon. But I made this
little poster myself. If you don't think it looks too ugly, maybe you
could get the church to put it up next to Mannie's fancy report.”
Without
reading it to Gramps, Ben handed it to him and said, “I know I've
bothered you too much already. Here 'tis. I gotta leave.” As Ben
climbed on his bike, he shouted to Noah, “Thanks for lovin' me a
little, Gramps! I need it!”
Noah
turned the poster over to read what started as, “THY WORD is a lamp
unto my shoes and a light always on my dangerous path.” At the
bottom of the little poster the final words said, “The bible says
so, and it's NEVER wrong.”
Noah
thought to himself, Give God a little love and trust like a mustard
seed, and He'll turn it into mountain-sized changes in the lives of
someone near you.