Max and Timmy together on the bench.
With his earthly father behind him, and the cross before him, Timmy sits in silence, his head bowed.
It’s Max’s turn to speak…
“I spoke with you about a new covenant.”
Timmy shakes his head. It seems like a lifetime ago, but he remembers, and the heart that dwells in this broken child finds a voice, and it pleads for Max to speak of this new covenant – this promise that can restore and renew.
The heart cry is heard from the reaches of eternity, and finds its way across the bench to Max. “It’s not me who can do this restoring and renewing.” Max removes his hat and turns his face towards the cross in the distance. A light begins ever so faintly to shine out from the foot of the cross. “A long time ago someone who loves you very much paid a price for you.” The beam of light begins to make its way towards Timmy and Max. “This person gave himself for you, Timmy.”
Timmy continues to look down, not noticing the light as it slowly makes its way across the cemetery.
Max continues. “The choice is yours. Are you willing to surrender to this love that is offered you today? Are you willing to trust? To believe.”
And so it happens. Clarity. And with clarity – transformation. And oh, what a wondrous feeling, and then one word, uttered from the depths of this broken heart, now spoken from the lips of this broken child. “Jesus.” Timmy looks up at Max.
The patent smile. “Yes, Timmy. Jesus.”
For the first time Timmy notices the ray of light, and he watches with joy and wonderment as it makes its way to where they both are. Timmy looks again at Max as the light envelopes them both. Max smiles as Timmy takes in the love that can come only from the understanding of one with a need and the realization that there is one who can fill such a need. And oh, please do not let this peace that surpasses anything that Timmy has ever experienced before come to an end.
But suddenly the light stops. It goes no further than the cemetery bench. Instinctively Timmy looks at his father, who is still weeping at his mother’s gravesite. He turns again to Max. “But the light…is for everyone.”
“This is true child, but not everyone knows of the light.”
Timmy jumps up from the bench, and the ray of light ‘jumps’ with him. “Then I will have to tell him. I will tell him of the light – I will tell him of Jesus.”
Max nods. “Yes Timmy, yes. You tell him of the new covenant. For if there is no one to tell, then there is no one to hear.”
For a moment Timmy looks confused. “How is it that I heard?”
Max smiles yet again. “You’ve been given a gift, Timmy. The Master has chosen to show you in a special way.”
“Why not you? We do not question the Master’s plan. Ours is simply to obey.”
Timmy looks again at his father, as sadness and compassion overtakes him. “Will he obey? Will he believe?”
Max pats the empty space next to him and Timmy sits back down. Again, the ray of light follows him. “All you can do is tell him. The Master waits at the door, but it falls on each individual to let him in.”
Timmy bows his head as he speaks. “To let the light in.”
And without another seconds thought, Timmy makes his way towards his father, the light following him every step of the way.
Max looks on as Timmy makes his way to his father and bends down to help him stand. After a few words, they turn and begin their walk out of the cemetery…and out of the darkness.
Max smiles as he watches them go. Once they are out of his sight, he stands up, puts on his hat, and begins to make his way out of the cemetery. Suddenly he stops. He turns around and faces the cross. Removing his hat, he bows down, and the tears begin to flow…
Because of God’s tender mercy, the light from heaven is about to break upon us, to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, and to guide us to the path of peace. – Luke 1:78,79 (NLT)
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