Another Bedtime Story.

Dear Reader.

This is a retelling of a modern parable I first heard in a YouTube video from a man called Peter Rollins.

'There once was a vicar who was woken in the middle of the night by someone banging frantically on her front door, so she went down stairs and opened the door. Standing there was a man. His hair was scraggy and he still was in his pyjamas and he’d clearly had trouble sleeping and before she could say anything the man interupted and started talking;

“We’ve got to do something!" he said hurriedly, “there’s this couple I know who have two children, a son and a daughter, and the other week the man lost his job and his wife is terribly sick and if they don’t pay their rent they’re going to be thrown out of their home,  onto the street and I thought that if the church could organise some sort of fund raiser we might be able to get enough money together they might be able to keep their home until the man can find a job.”

Now fully awake and getting her coat ready to go out into the town and rally the troops, the vicar answered, “this sounds like an excellent idea, these people are so clearly in need, but there’s one thing you haven’t explained. How do you know this family? Are you a relative?”

The man looked surprised.
“Oh no” said the man, “I’m their landlord.”'