by Bob Wilson
“This Day I call heaven and earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. Now chose life, so that you and your children may live.” Deuteronomy 30:19
I love a good western. I’m of the generation when westerns were on television on a weekly basis. I remember watching: The Lone Ranger, Gene Autry, Roy Rogers, Bonanza, Maverick, Cheyenne, and so many others.
The stories were pretty simple. There were bad guys and good guys and sometimes other guys who you didn’t know which side of the fence they were on until the very end. One thing was certain though, “The good guys always won in the end.” I think, with that in mind, I could write my own western.
It was a dark overcast day. The rider on the horse was tired and worn out. As he rode along, he really didn’t know where he was going anymore. The horse was going its own way. Soon he came to a town where he knew he had to make a decision, to give up or keep on drifting from place to place. You see, he was a wanted man whose face and name were on wanted posters all over the county. He dismounted and walked into the sheriff’s office. “I’m the one you’re looking for,” he said. He was quickly locked up in a cell and would appear before a judge the following day. The judge just happened to be Judge Roy Bean, “The Hanging Judge.” Guilty! The whole town turned out for the execution. There hadn’t been this much excitement for a long time. The prisoner was led out to the gallows which was in the town square. The hangman positioned him over the trapdoor and tied his arms behind his back. He placed a black hood over his head and slipped the noose around his neck. A hush fell over the crowd. As the hangman reached for the lever that would spring the trapdoor, a rider galloping as fast as his horse would go, thundered into the crowd, knocking people left and right and screaming at the top of his voice. Stop! Stop! I have a pardon from the governor! The condemned man was saved.
A pretty simple story really, but you know what? It is happening today, only in a different way. You see, all of us are on “wanted posters.” Beneath our pictures and names are all of the sins we have ever committed. But, when we turn ourselves in to the “King of all Kings,” we receive a pardon and we are “deputized” to look for others who are wanted as well. Once you are part of his posse, it is the beginning of a real adventure. So, I’m going to say, “Saddle up, Pilgrim.” It’s going to be a great ride!
Next men’s breakfast:
Saturday | February 18th | 8 a.m.
Ma Maw’s Diner | Baltimore