Just The Crumbs
I stared at the lump of fish on my plate through teary eyes. Absently, I shuffled it around with my fork. Finally with a great sigh, I picked it off my plate and tossed it over to Scamp.
Scamp… He was Tabitha’s puppy. He always used to sit by her chair and wait for her to toss him a bit of bread. It got to be a little game they played—tried to see how much they could get away with before someone caught them in the act.
I leaned on the table and buried my head in my arms. I couldn’t stop the sobs from shaking my body. Oh, Tabitha! My precious little girl—what had become of her?
I glanced over at the bolted door to her bedroom. Just half an hour earlier, I had gone in to give her some food and water. She had stared at me with wild eyes…they seemed to look right through me. When I came towards her, she flailed her arms wildly about, and began to mutter strange, unintelligible sounds. As I came closer, she began to scream and beat at her chest.
Frightened that she might hurt herself, I quickly set down her food and water, and bolted the door after me. I could still hear the snarls and demonic grunts coming from the room.
Desperation suddenly took hold of me. I didn’t know exactly what I was going to do as I rose from my chair, and hurried out the door, but I had heard about a Jewish healer who was coming to our area.
I raced through the street towards the city square. This was my only hope.
It didn’t take long for me to spot the crowds. Recklessly I pushed my way through them. I wasn’t going to bother about being polite.
“Lord—Lord” I gasped for breath. “Lord—can you please help me?”
The Healer acted like He hadn’t heard me, so I tried again. “Please—could you help me?”
Some of the men around Him began to mutter. I heard on of them say something about sending that noisy heathen away. Then the Healer started talking. What was that He said? Oh!
“I was not sent except to the lost sheep of the house of Israel.”
Something fierce rose up inside me. I must! This was my only hope. I must not fail!
I forced one step in front of the other until I was standing directly before the Healer. In desperation, I reached and grasped hold of His arm.
“Lord, please help me” I sobbed.
His answer was kind yet firm. “It is not good to take the children’s bread and give it to their pet dogs.”
For a split second, it felt like my world had fallen apart. This Healer was only for the Jews.
Then in a flash, I knew! He was holding out a life-line to me. There was something in His eyes that told me that He knew. He knew about Tabitha and Scamp! The Healer knew about the little games they played!
With all the courage I could muster, I lunged for the thread of hope and grasped it tightly. I looked directly into the Healer’s eyes and told Him what He already knew.
“Yes Lord, and even the dogs eat the children’s crumbs which fall from the master’s table.”
Until the day I die, I shall never forget the look on the Healer’s face. His eyes were alight with joy as they looked into mine. His gaze penetrated right through me… only someone divine could look like that!
Then He smiled at me. “Your faith is very great! It will be with your daughter just as you desire!”
I can’t describe the incredible joy that rippled through my soul. I had seen the Holy One, and things have never been the same since.
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