Children of the city - Ending

 THE RED-HEADS

Judith was happily sitting chatting with the Lady of the house for they were at ease conversing in  their mother tongue of Hebrew but how had this miracle happened that she had been able to leave her mother and join her brother in this previously wicked city of Nineveh?

It  was when they heard of news of her daughter’s twin that the mother herself  decreed that they should not be separated any longer. She had a safe haven with her brother in law, and knowing she was not fit for the rigors of the long journey. She was content to trust Judith into the care of the prophet himself.

What a sensation it had stirred when the twins had been united, and soon there was a class in Hebrew for the girls as well as the young men while the twins now were  never far from each other, and becoming more and more in demand, but oh, what was this? They were called to appear before the King himself.

But surely they were not called to such an important  position? Judith was laughing as she did her best to smooth down her brother’s locks. It seemed to be their unusual hair colouring that was bringing them to prominence. But why was it not the prophet who was in audience with the King? Teaching him how to respond to God’s warning? For surely he was repentant

And where was Jonah? The twins were treated with honour by the king, but when they enquired of the prophet they were told that he was outside the city waiting for God to pour out his judgement on the Ninevites as he had threatened.

Oh, the king had commanded the people to repent of all their evil deeds so that even the horses were in mourning while he was taking the lead in repentance. So why was the prophet not instructing this nation in God’s ways of righteousness?

CONCLUSION

Oh Jonah! Jonah! How sad is your story! You expected God to forgive your disobedience yet were not willing for God to change the hearts of the Ninevites. 

Dear faithful blog-readers, You may not find the story of our red-heads in the Bible, but you will find many who have been willing to give their lives to teach our children to love and follow Jesus; and as I have used my godly imagination in writing of the twins I hope you will find your story, and mine too and know that the seed we are sowing will bear rich reward, even as we know it must have done for Judith and her twin.  

And now please look out for the story of the little Egyptian girl whose life was transformed by the prophecies of Ezekiel.

July and we are in the middle of a heat wave and even I have left off my long johns. One of the carers has offered to push me down for a coffee by the sea. 

I won’t be refusing that lovely offer. I thought I was about to recount some of the lessons God taught me in Hebron  Hall, many years ago. It was a prophetic word that came through (of course her name is eluding me. It was concerning casting our cares on him. Yes, yes, of course. But God continued to speak. ‘I want you to do it now.’

So what was my immediate worry? Nothing important. Only I had to alter the clocks as soon as I got back, because Joel always did it for me and now he was safely home in heaven. 

Right Lord, it is not a big worry, but I will be obedient. It is cast on you.

A care-free weekend, a lift back to my front (or side) door, and as I stepped through the door I knew how to cope with changing my clocks.

Many many years later, all I have to do is press a little red buzzer and help will come. I wouldn’t dream of leaving my safe haven, though sadly my only prescription they can give me is pain killers

Yet every day or hour god gives me is a gift from Him and I must use and cherish it and so I thank God for wonderful friends who will help me to continue to keep in touch with you all, and you wonderful friends who faithfully seek to keep in touch with you.