A Short Work Of Fiction

There was a man

There was a man. He was not a very intelligent man. Somehow upon making his way to a church he learned about the Christ, about Salvation. He decided that this was what he needed in his life. He accepted Christ.

Seeing all the hubbub in the Church, the things folk did for this Jesus. He wanted to do something. He had a poor reading grade level. He was not a very smart man at all. In fact, he wasn’t smart.

One day he hit upon an idea. He took a homeless person home and fed the individual, gave him a place to sleep. He lived alone prior to this. Soon he had about five people living with him whom he fed, provided for. He felt that this number was one he could sustain with his income. They got along.

He would march them off to Church when the time would come. The Pastor spoke about his accomplishment, what was referred to as his Ministry.

This made him very proud. “His Ministry”, like Jesus’ Ministry.

There was another man. He was the Superintendent to the building. He hated our friend. He decided that one day he was going to set our friend right. It was with this intent that he burst into the apartment yelling and cursing while our friend with his companions were eating dinner. He grabbed our friend roughly shaking him, berating, when….

A little spunky old lady got up from the table and slapping him (the Super) repeatedly called him by name. The Super began to cry. Kissing the old lady upon the cheek, hugging her repeatedly.

This was his Dementia inflicted Mother who was wont to walk out of the apartment without warning until recovered. Absented now for several months.

Our friend was never bothered again by the Super, and the little spunky old lady remained in the habit of taking her meals with our friend. The Super would join them, in meals and in the treks to the Church.

He came to know Christ.

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I wrote this work of fiction in the early nineties.

Thanks for the visit, I can be reached at kingrat1397@gmail.com or on Face Book as Miguel Angel Oquendo (“Micke” of Huachuca City, Az.)

Also these very reliable men might be near your area; Reverend Angel L. Oquendo (my Brother) at MinisterioAPG (Pembroke Pines Florida) on face book (Spanish and English), or Reverend Bob Schembre on face book also (Missouri)

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