Forsaken Owner


A vast apartment complex? No.  A trailer park a mile square?  No.  A high rise condominium in China.  No.  But over 2000 lived there at the same time.

Evicted, all of them, in a moment.  All their filth left behind.  The owner is left, for the rest of his life, to clean every room on his hands and knees.  Even the homeless are forbidden to live there again.

“Please let me go with you!  Nothing remains for me here!”  The owner begs to leave.  The answer comes from the compassionate enforcer.  “Stay here and tell everyone how I have cleaned out those detestable tenants.”

Without another word, the Savior is gone. 

They may well believe this man’s horror has come to an end.  But who will befriend him?  Who will take him into their house while he cleans what is left of his own?  Driven mad by detestable tenants, he now faces sanity and responsibility.  And he will face it alone.

Can we blame them for despising this poor wretched owner?  He frightens the children at his approach.  This conversation has nothing to do with anything but God.  He has no other trade but breathing.  To them he is fearsome, by virtue of history, and useless to the future.

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I thank God my Savior, the Holy One of the living God, for giving me this place to serve.  Cast out by my former folly, here I can add to his wonderous bounty.

Praise to the living God.  For in Christ Jesus, he even redeems such as I.

By His Grace