Parable of the Twins

I came across the following ten years ago. It was hanging in the cube of a lady who was, to my surprise, agnostic. She wasn't even a Follower. I came across it again this past week, in the process of moving some boxes.

There's no impetus to discuss creation/evolution on this blog. The physical release from forgiveness, the freedom from various bondages, seeing a leg grow before my very eyes, seeing a hand burned black from a kitchen accident healed immediately. I have seen, witnessed and experienced the power of the Creator's Hand time and time and time again.

So, I'm posting this for someone else's use, who's never seen this. There is so much more to the Kingdom than this, but enjoy.


The Parable of the Twins

Once upon a time, twin boys were conceived in the same womb. Weeks passed and the twins developed. As their awareness grew, they laughed for joy: "Isn't it great that we were conceived? Isn't it great to be alive?"

Together, the twins explored their world. When they found their mother's cord that gave them life they sang for joy: "How great is this love, that she shares her own life with us!"

As weeks stretched into months, the twins noticed how much each was changing. "What does it mean?" asked the one. "It means that our stay in this world is drawing to an end," said the other. "But I don't want to go," said the other one. "I want to stay here always." "We have no choice," said the other. "But maybe there is life after birth!" "But how can there be?" responded the one. "We will shed our life cord, and how is life possible without it? Besides, we have seen evidence that others were here before us, and none of them have returned to tell us that there is a life after birth. No, this is the end."

And so the one fell into deep despair, saying: "If conception ends in birth, what is the purpose of life in the womb? It's meaningless! Maybe there is no mother after all?" "But there has to be," protested the other. "How else did we get here? How do we remain alive?"

"Have you ever seen our mother?" said the one. "Maybe she lives only in our minds. Maybe we made her up, because the idea made us feel good?"

And so the last days in the womb were filled with deep questioning and fear. Finally, the moment of birth arrived.

When the twins had passed from their world, they opened their eyes. They cried. For what they saw, exceeded their fondest dreams.