House owner looks worried. He has been waiting tirelessly for a visitor. Who could this be? Who!
A young man approaches his porch once again. “Who are you” he asked, “you don’t know me?” The young gentleman replies arrogantly. “Oh sorry not you” he whispers in disappointment.
“Who are you” he says to another, and another. “I am a leader” one says. “I am your friend” the other replies. “I am your father” says another. “I am the greatest”, says a stoutly looking man.
…and again and again, “I am a celebrity” “I am a businessman” “I am a supporter” “I am an influencer” “I am a wife” “I am a joker” “I am a fine boy” “I am a designer” “I am a writer” “I am a politician” and so on…..
.“Thank you” he responds in a gentle manner, making known his disapproval.
He knew who he was looking for. The one who will change his fate, that of his family and children unborn.
“Who are you” he says yet again with hope, “I am a servant” says this young fellow….
Without further questions, the house owner rushes into his home, calls for his wife and children, “The KING is here!” he tells them screaming.
His wife, still trying to understand what her husband was on about, the middle-aged man runs from the living room and up the stairs confused, shouting Cook! cook!! cook!!! Clean! clean!! clean!!!
He returns with a silver bowl in his hand and to his wife who stood at the front door, he then says with joy, after catching his breath, “The KING we have been waiting for has finally come to SERVE us! We will live a more meaningful life”
𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞?
Written by yours truly- X pj