The Muse At Work
Where do I get all these ideas? A two-year-old whispers them in my ear, of course.
I finished a short story that had been sitting unfinished since 2007 this week. In case you are interested, here is a snippet:
There's two men I know of done wrestled an angel. One, of course, was old Jacob-Israel, who wouldn't let the angel go till he would bless him.
The other was Pastor Tucker, though in his case it was a fallen angel, and he wouldn't let Lucifer go till he agreed to split for good. Course, as we'd all seen firsthand, old Scratch was the worst kind of bad penny.
Back when Pastor Tucker was young, he'd been just as soft-spoken and gentle, but big as an ox. Full of the fire of ministry, he'd asked around, heard about Wadesville and headed on out here to shine the Lord’s light into the darkest place.
The pastor always said there weren't no problems in the world didn't have an answer in the Bible. And when he'd seen Wadesville, seen the whoredoms going on in the street and smelled the stench of corruption and bootlegging, seen how the common folk were afraid to deal with each other for fear of all the cheating going on, well, then old Pastor Tucker, he did what a man should do. He buried himself in that Bible. Four whole days of fasting and prayer he looked for the answer, and he come up at the end and called out the Devil himself for a wrestling match.
See Pastor Tucker, he figured he had the faith of Jacob-Israel, and he knew that the devil wasn't no stronger in body than any other angel. So he made his challenge, and pretty soon folk started talking, and the Devil had to put up or lose his standing.
Satan came on down to the lawn right in front of the church, where Pastor Tucker marked out a spot for them. He jumped right in and wrestled the man of God. Just like in the Bible, it went on all night. Pastor, he'd been praying all that week, but he'd also spent a few good years roping bulls in the rodeo circuit, and that was what got him through. Around four AM, Pastor Tucker got a good full nelson on Lucifer, and that was it.
Or so they said. Most folks who heard the story passing through didn't believe it. But once you’d been here a few years, and talked enough with the pastor, it just sank in. Good folks will believe the truth, when it’s clear what the truth is.
1 Comments:
Reminds me of those books I read - The Wishgiver, The Devil's Donkey - I loved those books.
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