It was a cold, crisp Christmas morning. The Rodger's family and their
close friends had gathered to go through the motions of celebrating
this day. Each person within the Rodger's household felt life was
rather mundane, they all seemed to live for themselves and not care
much about the world around them. Their lives had become boring, repetitive,
and self-indulgent. The eight people who gathered there that day really
had been living their lives only for themselves, but all of this was
soon to change when an unexpected visitor arrived at the door.
He was
a man dressed in a grey woolen sweater, grey slacks, a grey overcoat,
and a grey hat. He knocked on the Rodger's door and waited for someone
to bother to come and answer it. Finally after several knocks and
pushes of the doorbell one of the guests walked over to the door and
opened it. In stepped the man. No one seemed to care or even take
notice he was there, they all just tended to go about their own business.
The football game was on; there was food to eat, there were other
"things" more important than this man and what he wanted. The man
walked from room to room and observed each individual, no one stopped
to acknowledge his presence.
Approximately and hour of time passed
and the man who had been observing these people finally spoke up.
He stated he needed them to all gather themselves into the family
room. Begrudgingly and grumbling they complied. The man proceeded
to tell them that due to their selfishness, their unenthusiastic attitude
towards their precious lives and the lack of care about anyone else
other than themselves that their punishment was to be they'd never
again be able to leave this house. If they so much as stepped outside
the door, they would drop dead immediately. He told them there lack
of love for life and others had left them selfish, and since they
no longer seemed to enjoy anything else other than themselves they
could just stay within these four walls.
The man excused himself and
left the house.
The Rodger's family and their friends sat stunned,
then fear clutched them. The fear of trying to see if what the man
said was true or not, became their obsession that stopped them from
even trying. They bound themselves up even tighter and their selfishness
grew to have fear and worry become their consuming fault. Not once
did any of the eight try and change themselves so that they might
make a difference in how they lived their lives. For five years no
one left the Rodger's household and nothing was accomplished by anyone
other than a party of pity and self-indulgent fear.
It was the morning
of the fifth year, Christmas day came again. The man in the grey sweater,
slacks, coat, and hat came back and knocked on the Rodger's door.
This
time no one would open the door, but all eight of them stood and looked
out the window in the door at the man on the porch. Finally, the head
of the Rodger's household spoke up and asked what the man wanted now.
The man asked if he could come in. They unlocked the door, stood back
in fear and the man let himself in. "I can see, the man said somberly,
that not only are you all still bored, and selfish but you've now
added fear to your lives. You've all spent you entire lives up till
this moment doing nothing but thinking of yourselves, going through
the motions and letting fear consume your every waking moment. There
never was a curse of death if you walked outside your house. You never
even tried to change or grow out of yourselves. All of you have wasted
your lives completely on yourselves. Go and leave now, you haven't
learned appreciation for anything- you've just wasted your lives."
With this said, the man turned and left.
At first fear still gripped
the Rodger's and their friends, but slowly two by two they began to
walk through the front door and step outside. Cautiously they stayed
near the front porch and they began to feel a sense of pomposity about
themselves and how dare anyone question their lives and how they lived
them.
One person still gripped with self- stood in the doorway and
would not take his leap of faith.
The man in the grey sweater, pants,
coat, and hat appeared around the corner once again. He said to them,
"Since you've not learned your lesson of placing self last and putting
others first, since you're caught up in thinking yourselves better
than others, since you still view life as mundane and since you have
wasted five years of your lives on fear- all of you now have only
six months left to live."
With that each person was struck with some
form of cancer. This cancer had already been living dormant in each
person; it had been living within their boredom, their selfishness,
and their fear.
As each person returned to the inside of the house
they all began to reflect on their lives. One by one each of them
began to help the other person plan what they would do with their
time left. They began to realize their lives had been wasted on self
and knowing they had no longer than six months to live they'd better
start living for God and others. In their short time left each one
of them had two Bible studies with friends they'd known for years.
They sold their possessions, broke down their assets, and donated
all their monies collected, at their passing, to a children's research
foundation for aggressive cancer. They took walks in the woods and
had strangers in their home for food, laughter, warmth, and love.
They spent their last six months living- really living.
Our lives are
but a short journey here. Many times we become so myopic in our views
that we go through our days like robots- just going through the motions
without any emotion. We think we are too busy to step outside ourselves
and help or enjoy others company. We tell ourselves we are too busy
to teach others about Christ. We become overly involved in our own
fears and let it stop us from living for God. Our Creator has given
us life; we can choose how we want to spend it. The consequences of
how we choose to live it are ours alone to pick. How will we choose?
Will our lives be boring, selfish, fearful, hating, unproductive,
and wasteful? Or will we choose to use the gifts we've been blessed
with and leave this world a better place?