||The writer couldn't answer the question at the end of this story, can you?||
A preacher and his son set out to reach new lands with the good news of the gospel. On the journey there were lots of reasons to go back but the preacher encouraged his son that they keep going.
Finally they saw a city where Christ had not been preached. The city had a strange rule for strangers; they killed them or enslaved them.
Along the routes leading to the city were the bodies of strangers who had been brave enough to spy its secrets. The boy urged his father more fervently that they turn back but he refused.
Upon entry they were seized. The father was condemned to death and the son imprisoned. The preacher assured his son that no harm would come to them and that his son remember numerous acts of deliverance from the Bible.
Alas! The preacher was killed.
The son was locked up with the few prisoners in the city, mainly women. His heart sank deep in sorrow as he sang his father's favourite hymn.
Suddenly a bright light shone as he sang and a man in white apparel appeared. Every eye saw him and he broke open the prison doors, and set the preacher's son in the midst.
That night everyone gathered to hear about the great white deliverer. The young man began his full time preaching work that night and not one soul was left unsaved. The prisoners were freed and all lived together in love.
One question remained on the son's heart though "Why didn't the LORD save his father's life?"
** Your comments are welcome**
©Seun Adebowale
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