Margaret ran through the chicken coup. The head chicken said whom is that silly girl running through my coup? Margaret was not concerned about the head chicken she was running to the mountaintop. She got pieces of her clothes torn and left on the wire of the chicken coup, but Margaret didn't care she was going to the mountaintop. The head chicken thought she was silly and so did the pig in the mud next to the chicken coup they always talked about Margaret and her wayward ways. Margaret did not care what they said she was going to make it to the mountaintop this time.
Margaret had tried before. The head chicken would gossip about her and Don the pig would talk his head off about her every chance he got. Don thought she was silly and proud and the head chicken thought she was silly and very strange. So when Margaret heard them talk about her she would quite and think that maybe they were right she was silly, proud, and strange. So this had kept Margaret from going to the mountaintop.
She could see a beautiful mountain with white clouds and blue sky and green grass on the top.
There were wild flowers and a beautiful spring of water running down the side, Oh! what fun to run to the top. Margaret was tired to the valley, the pig in the mud that said his name was Don but he liked his mud and he even wanted her to get in the mud with him. The head chicken thought he knew more then Margaret or anyone else for that matter so he told Margaret that she should stay in the valley the mountaintop was dangerous and she would get lost. This made Margaret afraid to try and be all she could be on the mountain top.
Margaret thought and thought could they be right? Would she get lost or hurt, what kind of danger was there on the mountaintop? Maybe Don the pig was right the mud might be nice and cool and she might enjoy being in it for a time. This would be safe and then they would not think she was proud or silly or even strange. She would be like them. If she become like them Margaret would never see the mountaintop.
Margaret sooo wanted to see the mountaintop. One night she prayed and prayed that God would give her the strength to run and run and run to the mountaintop. That she would not care what the head chicken or Don the pig thought about her. God answered Margaret's prayer and he answered it by giving Margaret a choice. She could choose to stay where she was and risk getting in the mud and never getting out or she could accept Jesus as her Savior and Lord and with his hand in hers they would run and run and run to the mountaintop. God told her she would not even care what the head chicken or Don the pig thought.
Margaret accepted Jesus as her Savior and Lord then she took His hand and held on tight and together they ran and ran and ran to the mountaintop. God was right she did not care what the head chicken or Don the pig thought she would pray for them. They became less important to her the closer she came to the top.
Margaret's old choices had left pieces of torn clothes along the way. Jesus told her he would use the torn pieces in her life to help others. This gave Margaret joy and a new reason to live. Jesus was on the mountaintop and Margaret was with Jesus and that was all that mattered. He would take care of the details. Margaret was on the mountaintop walking with Jesus what better place was there to be.
Nice allegory. I stumbled a bit over the grammar, and I was curious why a girl would care what a chicken or pig thought (but it could just be me!), but this is a wonderful way to get your message across. Such wonderful truth here. I especially love the torn bits of clothing helping others.