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The Gardner
by Julie Michaelson
03/11/13
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And,
Sadducees
came to Him,
who say....
there is
no resurrection.
[Mark 12:18]
*******************
Time: The Week of
The Resurrection.
Place: Outside of an
empty tomb, in Jerusalem.
Characters: Schleppe,
and Schlo'chum: two Sadducees; and
an anonymous gardner.
_________________
"Hey......YOU!
YOU..........THERE!
Come..........HERE!"
Schleppe pointed,
and called sternly.

"Yes.........SIR?"
A humbly dressed Man
stepped quietly from
behind a shady tree,
and smiled.
"Is there something...
I can...HELP... you, with?"

Schleppe's eyes narrowed,
and his bearded chin lifted.
People were usually quite
somber, and fearfully hesitant, when speaking to him. And,
very few ever stepped so close
to him, or looked him straight
in the eye. Schleppe and
Schlo'chum turned, and glanced at one another for
a moment. Then Schleppe
spoke harshly; he pointed
toward huge slab of rock
leaning against the opened
tomb. An empty mustiness
permeated from it; all around
was so quiet: not a bird chirped,
nor was a leaf rustling.
"We are looking for some....
ANSWERS........! Just how LONG.....have you WORKED........here?"

The Man's kind eyes wrinkled
again, in a wide smile. He didn't
say anything; for a precious
moment He looked almost as
if He were going to chuckle.
"A........very..... Long Time!"
He continued smiling, and
his eyes sparkled with great
humor, and intelligence.
"What can I DO..... for you?"

Schleppe and Schlo'chum
glanced curiously, and irritably, at one another again. Schleppe, the elder and more
talkative of the two, continued
speaking.
"TELL......me!"
Schleppe pointed again to
the boulder that had evidently
been moved away from the
opening of the shadowy tomb.
A week ago it had been sealed
securely into the opening: not even a crack or space had been visible. Obviously a great many men,
and quite muscular ones, had
moved it away as if it were
a pebble in the road.
"What do you......KNOW...
of THIS?"

The Man, whose eyes were
still smiling and brimming over
with good humor, turned in
the direction of Schleppe's
long skinny finger. He looked
up and down at the opening
of the Tomb, and then at
the boulder lean-to. He paused for a moment; His
Voice was quiet: almost soft.
"There is.......nothing.......
THERE."
The Man turned back to
stare, almost compassionately,
and intimately,
at His two investigators.

He seemed more interested in Schleppe and
his friend, than in the strange
sight before them. Schleppe
shouted; he was getting
sweaty under his heavy priestly
garb, in the midday sun.
"Of.....COURSE....it is,
you IDIOT! Now.....TELL us!
You must......
know......SOMETHING!"

"Yes.........,
My dear Schlepp'em."
The Man smiled broadly again;
He clasped His hands calmly
in front of His rough-hewn
robe. It was neither priestly
nor important-looking. He
nodded quietly, and smiled.
"That is......TRUE."

Schleppe shouted again. The
sweat had turned cold, and
was now running down his back.
"HOW.... do you know.....my
NAME? Never....MIND! You
must have been TALKING...
to his DISCIPLES! How
much do you.....WANT?"
Schleppe paused, and snapped his long, narrow fingers.

Schlo'chum moved forward,
and handed his friend a small leather pouch
that was heavy with coins. It was tied with
a cloth ribbon, and smelled of animal skin.
It smelled of death.

Schleppe continued shouting; his voice cracked in frustration. He held up the
cloth pouch: shaking it in front
of the strange gardner.
"HERE! You can.....have it...
ALL! Just TELL US....what
You KNOW!"

The Man's eyes had turned
weary and sad. He shook
His head: holding up one palm
to the visitors.

The Sadducees had
to take one step closer.....in order to hear His Voice.

Neither bothered to look
down at the Man's uncovered wrist. They were never interested in the hands of a mere servant:
what else could they expect
to see, besides grubby dirt
and old calluses?

The Man whispered:
His Voice full of sadness,
and compassion. Tears glistened
in His eyes.
"I already HAVE.....
My poor children....,
I already.....
have."
**********************
Supposing Him
to be
the gardner,
she said.......
'Sir, if you have
carried him away,
tell me where
you have laid him,
and
I will take him
away.'
[John 20:15]

Copyright 2013.


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