Mannequins in Style – Part 1
Keep watching and praying that you may not enter into temptation; the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak [Matthew 26:41].
You are sauntering down the city streets, looking in store windows. Suddenly you hear a loud, hard crashing sound and tire wheels screeching. You jerk around with as much speed as your body will provide. A car is stopped in the middle of the road. A body is in front of it, and it’s not moving. The driver screams at the top of his lungs, “Call an ambulance! Hurry!”
You rush into the store and use their phone. When you come back out the car is gone, but the body is still lying motionless in the middle of the street. It’s past dark already, but the street lights allow you to see the person. You rush over to see if the body has a pulse. Ah oh. It’s not a body after all. It’s a clothed mannequin.
At just that moment the police and ambulance sirens are heard in the distance. In a matter of seconds their vehicles screech to a halt. There you are, left holding the bag for some prankster who thinks this is funny…probably peeking from around a building and having the time of his life trying not to roar with laughter and get himself caught.
The police want to know where the car is. You have egg on your face as you sheepishly grin at the officers, all the while appearing to be a distant relative of the Cheshire Cat. You explain how you went into the store to use their phone to call, and when you came out the car was gone.
Just then the emergency medical people blurt out as they kneel over what was supposed to be a body, “Hey! There’s nobody here. It’s just a mannequin!” The police stare at you fiercely, their eyes piercing so menacingly that you think they will burn a hole right through your eyes.
“Why did you make a prank call to the police, lady? I’ve half a notion to run you in and let the judge make an example of you! Don’t you realize you’ve taken us away from real crimes? You should be ashamed of yourself, pulling such a jejune act!”
Now let’s change the story so that the mannequin is really a human being. The driver of the car fled, not because he was a prankster, but because he just ran over somebody and didn’t want to face the music. What words do you suppose the emergency medical team would say, as they bent down over the body? I know they wouldn’t say, “Hey! This isn’t a body. It’s just a mannequin!”
And do you believe the police would still want to run you in for being a wiseacre? Wouldn’t they more likely want to buy you a cup of coffee and sit awhile, so they can question you thoroughly and then send you on your way with compliments for being a good citizen?
We will pause at this time and return to our subject on the morrow. See you then. In the interim enjoy your time with Jesus.
To further research this issue, I direct you to my book Leviticus: Volume 3 of Heavenly Citizens in Earthly Shoes. To purchase my books please go to:
http://www.amazon.com/Randy-Green/e/B...
You are sauntering down the city streets, looking in store windows. Suddenly you hear a loud, hard crashing sound and tire wheels screeching. You jerk around with as much speed as your body will provide. A car is stopped in the middle of the road. A body is in front of it, and it’s not moving. The driver screams at the top of his lungs, “Call an ambulance! Hurry!”
You rush into the store and use their phone. When you come back out the car is gone, but the body is still lying motionless in the middle of the street. It’s past dark already, but the street lights allow you to see the person. You rush over to see if the body has a pulse. Ah oh. It’s not a body after all. It’s a clothed mannequin.
At just that moment the police and ambulance sirens are heard in the distance. In a matter of seconds their vehicles screech to a halt. There you are, left holding the bag for some prankster who thinks this is funny…probably peeking from around a building and having the time of his life trying not to roar with laughter and get himself caught.
The police want to know where the car is. You have egg on your face as you sheepishly grin at the officers, all the while appearing to be a distant relative of the Cheshire Cat. You explain how you went into the store to use their phone to call, and when you came out the car was gone.
Just then the emergency medical people blurt out as they kneel over what was supposed to be a body, “Hey! There’s nobody here. It’s just a mannequin!” The police stare at you fiercely, their eyes piercing so menacingly that you think they will burn a hole right through your eyes.
“Why did you make a prank call to the police, lady? I’ve half a notion to run you in and let the judge make an example of you! Don’t you realize you’ve taken us away from real crimes? You should be ashamed of yourself, pulling such a jejune act!”
Now let’s change the story so that the mannequin is really a human being. The driver of the car fled, not because he was a prankster, but because he just ran over somebody and didn’t want to face the music. What words do you suppose the emergency medical team would say, as they bent down over the body? I know they wouldn’t say, “Hey! This isn’t a body. It’s just a mannequin!”
And do you believe the police would still want to run you in for being a wiseacre? Wouldn’t they more likely want to buy you a cup of coffee and sit awhile, so they can question you thoroughly and then send you on your way with compliments for being a good citizen?
We will pause at this time and return to our subject on the morrow. See you then. In the interim enjoy your time with Jesus.
To further research this issue, I direct you to my book Leviticus: Volume 3 of Heavenly Citizens in Earthly Shoes. To purchase my books please go to:
http://www.amazon.com/Randy-Green/e/B...
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