The very first Christian Flash Weekly begins today. The entry below is my host entry. The Prompt for this week is Job 42:5, which I chose to list below as a part of my post. If you are interested in writing or reading flash fiction/micro fiction then jump over to www.christianflashweekly.wordpress.com and check it out. This challenge closes on Monday and all participants will get a special e-badge for being in the inaugural event.
I have heard of You by the hearing of the ear;
But now my eye sees You;
Job 42:5 (NASB)
In my case, my father was the first family member taken. He had been working in the field. His ox and plow were waiting for him to return to the task. Only he never would.
Having loved ones taken was a part of life in our village. We all knew it would happen again. We all knew it would eventually happen to us.
It’s amazing that we ever accepted it as normal. We got used to the absence of those who had been taken. We got used to the idea we would be taken one day, too.
Every week we gathered in a meeting hall in the center of town and discussed it. We talked about being taken, and we talked about the taker. It only made sense. If people were being taken, someone was taking them. Sometimes we feared the taker, sometimes we revered the taker, but understanding the taker was beyond us.
I grew up and got married. About then my mom was taken. We had four kids. Next my brother was taken. The hardest day of my life was when my daughter was taken.
Then one day I was working on the house, I slipped on the ladder and plunged headlong towards the cobblestone walk.
I felt strong hands take hold of me. I found myself standing and facing the taker. He introduced me to my dad, mom, brother, and finally my sweet daughter. It was a wonderful day.
Over there, he isn’t thought of as a taker. He is called the Savior.