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The true story of the godly thief, Part I

Apr 4, 2015
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LIFE’S INSPIRATIONS: “...And the king will answer them, `I tell you the truth, just you did it for one of the least of these brothers or sisters of mine, you did it for me’…” (Matthew 25:40, the Holy Bible).

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THE TRUE STORY OF THE GODLY THIEF, PART I: Here is the first part of a six-part-short story inspired by the Crucifixion and Death of Jesus on the Cross. The full story can already be read at my blog, batasmauricio.wix.com/kakampi-mo-ang-batas. Reactions are welcome.

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DOING THINGS FOR THE LEAST OF PEOPLE IS DOING THEM FOR GOD: It was by pure accident that he found himself in the middle of a crowd intently listening to the man who had become very famous for doing miracles like bringing back the dead to life, healing the sick, casting out demons, ordering the winds and the waves to calm down, and asking people to repent for their sins.

As he squeezed himself in among the men and women who surrounded the famous man in an effort to evade the centurions who were trying to arrest him, he was transfixed over a part of what the famous man had been saying: “… whatsoever you did to the least of these, that you did unto me…”

The man trying to evade arrest felt like being hit by lightning. He remembered he already heard the same famous man utter the same statement 20 or so years earlier.

He didn’t know if it was his excited imagination working on him or what, but at that precise point, the man in the center looked straight into his eyes, and, appearing to remember him, too, smiled at him. Suddenly and without any warning, a great sense of relief and an inexplicable sensation of calm came to his entire being.

The urge to run again, and evade his pursuers once more, ceased. He then turned around, faced the centurions who were chasing him, and, standing still, waited for them to arrest him. In a huff, he was held in a tight grip in both of his hands.

Yet, he did not resist, and instead willingly went with his captors. The two slices of bread and the piece of apple he was clutching on were rudely taken from him.

As the man was led to a prison cell, the head of the centurions started barking to him the many instances of stealing that he committed from the merchandisers who sold their wares openly in the town’s market, mostly fruits, bread, fish, and other food items.

He sighed, fully knowing, deep in his heart, that each and every accusation was correct, that he indeed took each and every food item he was being accused of, and that set him off to remembering the very first incident that sealed his fate, why taking food to be given to others had become some sort of a preoccupation for him (To be continued).

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