Calvin had choices to make. He had received a gift, and he needed to decide weather or not he would keep this gift. The gift is both a blessing and a curse. He thought. He was flickering in and out of visibility, and the more he thought about it, the more he decided to keep this gift of invisibility.
Bored, Calvin got up from his chair. I’m not strong, and I’m not smart, He thought, but I can use this gift for greatness. He walked, fully visible, down the street. He knew where he was headed. He reached his destination. The sign above the door read ‘ANNVILLE JAIL’. Invisible. He ordered himself. He looked into the large glass window of a nearby shop and grinned with satisfaction at not seeing his reflection, and then he slipped inside.
It was a dark building. The walls were painted gray, and the ceiling lights were yellow and dim. He walked up to the front desk, where the deputy was sleeping. The keys to the jail cells were on the desk. He picked them up and slipped down the hallway, where the prisoners were kept.
James had been Calvin’s best friend since childhood; he had gotten arrested a few years back for a crime he hadn’t committed. Calvin had never been able to do anything about it until now. As he was walking to James’s cell, he noticed a fight that two men were having, a inmate beating up on a visiting child. The inmate had the child pulled up against the bars, so that he couldn’t escape. Calvin thought that maybe he should do something, go break it up. He started heading that way. That’s not my fight. He thought, and turned to the next cell down, James’s.
He watched James for a minute as he paced back and forth, as though he were in deep thought, and then Calvin pulled the key out of his pocket, he slowly turned it. The lock creaked miserably and James looked up. James looked around, trying to determine where the noise had come from, as Calvin slowly opened the door. James’s eyes widened as he watched the door open, seemingly by itself, and Calvin had to bite his lip to keep from laughing at James’s reaction.
“James,” He said as softly as he could, “Come on!”
James looked around, his eyes wide, “Who are you?” he asked.
“It’s me, Calvin,” Calvin said, “Hurry up, before someone sees us. I’m busting you out.”
James looked at him sadly, “You know how much I’d love to, but I can’t do that. It’s dishonest, cheating. And I don’t know how you got that invisibility, but you could use it for something worthwhile” he glanced over to the fight, “like helping that kid.”
“Come on, James, don’t be stupid. This is a way out. Who cares about that kid?”
“God does. And I do.”
Calvin’s expression softened, it had been a long time since someone had talked to him about God, “So you’ve gone and got saved?”
“I guess so.”
Calvin backed out of the cell and closed the door, “Why?”
“Well, a lady came to the jail a few months ago. She was handing out Bibles and tracts. I took one, but I didn‘t think I‘d actually read it. Anyways, I got bored and started reading the Bible. There’s some good stuff in there. So I started wondering about what’s going to happen to me after I die. And I got scared. A few weeks after that, I realized how much I needed a savior. So I got down on my knees, here in the jail cell, and got saved. And let me tell you, it was great. This guy, Jesus, really loves me”
“You’re crazy.” Calvin said, turning away.
But something made sense about what James had said. Part of him wanted to get what he had. Part of him wanted to be good. He shook his head as though he could shake away the thoughts, but they didn’t leave.
He looked over at the kid, his nose was bleeding now. He sighed, walked up behind him, landed a good punch on the inmate’s face, and then pulled the kid away.
Calvin just walked away. He felt good about doing something right, and he thought that it might just be the first of all the true greatness he would accomplish. Maybe the rest he would do along with a great savior, James’s savior.
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