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Walking down the gentle slope of the pasture known as Grace Abiding, Christian was headed out for the River of Life. He was shown the way by Evangelist, who had pointed to the King’s Throne way off in the distance. This river flowed from that large throne, all the way down to the Tree of Life, and Christian was determined to hop into the River and float down to the Tree and partake of its bountiful fruit – ” love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against which there is no law”. Christian had had enough of the fruit that Mr Badorchards had supplied to the local supermarket – Carnal World Outlets. Although the fruit had often come with great fanfare and fuss, that did nothing to improve its quality or taste – “adultery, fornication, uncleanness, lasciviousness, idolatry, witchcraft, hatred, strife, jealousy, wrath, selfishness, divisions, heresies, envyings, murders, drunkenness, revellings, and such like: of the which I tell you before, as I have also told you in time past, that they which do such things shall not inherit the kingdom of God.” thought Christian to himself, just as he came to the bottom of the slope, and began to enter into the River of Life.
All of a sudden, he saw two men running towards him, shouting at the top of their voices. “Christian! – Christian!” they cried “don’t go in – that river is too treacherous for you to traverse very safely” they yelled. Christian baulked – he hesitated and then asked “Why say you that this River of Life is dangerous, good sirs?”
Pliable said “We have it on good advice from Mr Legality, that this river is capable of taking your life before you will see its end”. “And” said Obstinate “why would you want to loose your life in a river for no good reason?” he queried. “Why don’t you just take the barge down as far as the town of Morality, and be happy there, why go all the way good Christian?
That is a simple matter my man – heaven cannot be found at the halfway marker. One MUST go all the way, in order to obtain true life, for it is far more than just morality, but it cannot be obtained by the works of human hands, and so the bargeman will not be strong enough to shoot the rapids on the downward side of the stream.” he stated, matter of factly.
Christian then saw that neither of them were genuine in their quest for life. “But the Lord of all this domain hath clearly declared unto us, his servants, that if we want to save our own life we will surely lose it first, and inherit a spiritual life in its stead” said Christian. “That is no excuse to keep out of it” he finished.
“Maybe not good Christian” said Pliable “but Mr Legality was equally as clear – you cannot be saved by grace alone – you MUST work for God or loose you eternal salvation. Floating down a river is not even considered by Mr Legality as an act of grace, let alone a work for God – you are wasting your time Christian, and placing your very life under threat.” said he. “Indeed, Christian, there are many good works to be performed here on dry land. Take for instance, the building of the Bishop’s church” finished Obstinate. “Yes,” said Christian, “but is that the same as building up the Lord’s church?” he queried.
At this juncture, Mrs Righteous came running along the river bank waving her arms above her head. “Not another one Obstinate” she wailed. “The last one we helped out, got into the River of Life, and we were only able to help for but a short time ” she bemoaned. “After that, he disappeared into the Valley of the Shadow of Death. He DID lose his life good Christian, and was never seen by us again!” she wept.
“Perhaps your sojourn together was but for a short time?” he asked “And maybe this River of Life MUST go down through the Valley of Death, so that those who make it through to the other side will, after they have shared in the fellowship of His sufferings, be conformed to the likeness of His death, and so thus qualify themselves for resurrection power. Indeed ” stated Christian” if the same Spirit that raised Christ from the dead, dwells in them, then He shall quicken their mortal bodies, and give them that very promise of our Lord Jesus Christ. No matter if they die once, but live again on the other side where eternal life doth begin.” and with that firm statement, Christian jumped into the River of Life, and began to float away towards the darkness of the Valley, away from their steady but tear filled gaze.
“I warned him, “blubbered Mrs Righteous ” but he wouldn’t listen – having to undergo all of those trials alone, why he could be shipwrecked, beaten for his faith or marooned, poisened by dadly snakes, judged wrongfully by others that he meets.” she stammered. “He could also fall amongst false brethren” said Obstinate” who could then distract him out of the way which the Lord of the place has decreed for his life” “He could also be tempted by the carnal attractions of Vanity Fair, that devilish entertainment venue, just up and around the corner from the Valley” whimpered Pliable.
At that moment along came ‘Soulman’ and said “Good riddance to bad fellowship!” He licked his lips and then said to the three before him “we have warned many a sojourner on this path of the dangers that may well befall them on their way to the Celestial City” he stumbled at these words “… but they’ve not listened, and have gone into the river, believing that the Lord of all this place will keep and sustain them on their upward journey. It would be so much easier if they just stayed with us for a while, and took their ease with good sleep and fine food. Why the ‘Bishop’ of this world would welocme them into his domain, if they would but settle down, and become a part of the furniture, but no, not them”
“Onwards and upwards” said Mrs Righteous “Onwards and upwards,” echoed both Pliable and Obstinate, as Christian rounded the bend and began to fall down the water slide. He hadn’t seen the rather large sign (because his back had been facing it as he had floated past.) “Welcome to the Water Slide” it said, glaring at all those who could see it, but all too often, and usually far too late!
“Yaaaaaaahh! yelled Christian, as he went into a vertical free fall, and things began to fall off of him. Firstly, his long term ailment of sinnus itis left his body, then his cigarettes fell from his top pocket, disappearing into the falls forever, then some extra pounds fell off of his back pack, and then finally his walking stick took the plunge, disappearing beneath the foaminbg waters of the waterslide below. Quickly, he looked around to see who was with him, and no one had taken the plunge with him. Of all the people he had just seen or spoken to, not one of them had followed him into the River of Life, for fear of the water slide and the death that came with it…
At that moment back at the field of Grace Abiding, Mrs Righteous made her move – and found that she couldn’t. In fact, all four of them realised for the first time, that they were indeed ‘stuck in the mud’ of the River bank. “Well, there’s got to be a reason for all of this nonsense!” she spluttered. “Yes” said Obstinate, stating the obvious, “err – uuhmm – I know! God is a God of times and seasons, and – aaahhmm – all we have to do is wait until… until…” he trailed off. “Wait until the tide comes in again and washes away all the built up mud…” finished Soulman.
Back downstream, Christian was now fully entered into the Valley, and was repeating the scriptures to himself, fully confident and trusting in the Lord of the place, that his journey was ordered of the Lord. “He delights in my way” Christian said to himself, and then began to say :
“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.” (Psalm 23:4)
Meanwhile the tide from the City of Destruction had fully come in, and Soulman, Mrs Righteous, Pliable and Obstinate had begun to feel their feet coming loose from the mud of the River bank.
“AAAhh – that’s better” said Soulman. “I feel like I’m standing on firmer ground, ” said Obstinate” poor Christian, all he had to do was wait on God with us, and he’d still be here.”
“Yes” said Pliable “a little more flexibility in his thinking would have saved him.”
“That’s what you get for being on the narrow way” said Mrs Righteous ” It’s such a narrow entry, not even your friends and neighbours can fit through it – serves himself right – we told him.”
All of a sudden, they were drawn in the opposite direction to that which Christian had gone. “Help!!!” they yelled out in turn to those who were further up the bank “help – the River of Life is taking us away – Heeeeeelllpp!!!…” they yelled, as the River took them past the local school, where Christian had first got his taste for the things of God – where revival had first sprung up in his heart – underneath the main bridge in the City’s centre, and all the way out to sea. None of them were ever seen or heard from again…