The gavel’s crack was earsplitting.
“Please, Come to order!” Me-diator commanded. “Mission 3,235 is done. It’s that time again!”
The crowd’s extreme restlessness was apparent. One of them was about to be eradicated. After two more slams there was silence.
“You all know the process. Step up to the podium and. . .”
Impatient interrupted, “We know, we know, we’ve been through it a million times. I’ll go first.”
Shouts of objection filled the room.
Me-diator raised her voice, “Following the usual order you will one by one, make your case for whom should be ousted from Myland. Then you’ll vote.”
Anxiety shook his head. He stayed at the back of the room where he could pace. Ignorance followed, constantly asking him what was wrong.
“Use your minute wisely.” Me-diator sat down.
Anger grabbed the microphone.
“I just want to say that the guy deserved it. That black eye will heal and is nothin’ compared to what Pride did. She should be kicked out for that rampage, comparing her ‘perfection’ to his evil. Words can cut deep! That’s what really turned Unsaved off, not that little poke to his face.”
Pride stood, head held high and made a gesture toward Anger. The crowd laughed. Anger lunged toward Pride. Responsible held him back.
Me-diator took control, “Another outburst will cause you to lose your time to speak! Next.”
“The lot of you are a disgrace.” Critical read from her list, “Impetuous had only crude comments, Pride and her sanctimonious attitude. Depressed couldn’t stop crying, Polite wouldn’t speak the name Jesus so as not offend Unsaved. Responsible did not even show up! I’d vote you all out. ”
A bell sounded. “Time’s up.” Me-diator motioned to Critical.
Critical rolled her eyes and walked back to her seat with a sneer for each one she passed. Responsible wanted to defend himself, but didn’t speak out of turn.
Booing and hissing arose as Intoxicated approached.
Me-diator nipped it in the bud, “Everyone gets their vote! Even if NOT present at the last assignment.”
Slurring his words Intoxicated began, “First, never forget that YOU voted ME back in! Second . . .or was that third.” He swayed and tried to catch his splashing drink with his tongue. “Third, it’s time to get rid of lil’ mister Shy. He’s worthless.”
He took another swig, “Fourth. . . I’m done.”
Intoxicated tumbled to the floor. Compassionate helped him up.
Hope pleaded, “It’s my hope that as we move toward being made perfect in The Lord, that the very hope instilled in us by Jesus will dominate. May the Holy Spirit guide your vote.”
Loud applauds resonated. Except from Pride who sat, arms folded with self-satisfying thoughts that she was not like any of them.
Responsible used up his allotted time making excuses, “I would have been there to tell Unsaved about the gospel, but I had to be at work. I couldn’t miss. There was this important meeting. Really, I HAD to be there!” and on and on.
Me-diator stopped him leaving no time to condemn another.
One by one they each had their say.
Compassionate refused incriminate anyone so as to not cause undo pain. Gracious thanked everyone, over and over. Worry contended that Anger should be ousted, but quickly retracted to avoid repercussions. Indecisive changed his mind five times. Analytical made a mathematical calculation of the number of times Pride boasted. Pride spent her time spouting hypocritical and pious statements. Analytical began to count them. Creative used power point and colorful hand-outs vying against Boredom. Shy stood there without saying a word. Kind said a kind word about everyone. Conscientious brought his own timer so as not to go over.
No one was more surprised than Me-diator when Athletic showed up. He was just jogging through.
Without allowing further discussion Me-diator instructed, “It’s time to vote!”
Though Me-diator had her list as to whom she wanted ejected she did not vote. Voting was a sham. The ousted one really wasn’t their choice and sometimes they came back, which was frustrating. But Me-diator had made a choice long ago to allow Jesus Christ’s spirit to dwell in this room called her heart and that meant God would make the changes.
The changes in the Myland of Me-diator’s heart are under complete control by God. I know it’s best that way.
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come in, the old has gone the new is here.” (2Corinthians 5:17)
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