A Tale of Two Sons

08 Sep

There was a king with two sons. Twins they were, nearly identical.. well, hair and eye color was different, but on the inside (the part that matters most) they were identical. Mannerisms, humor, etc. there was no mistaking who their father was.

They reached the day where they “realized” they were smart, and independent enough, to figure life out apart from having to listen to their father. We all do it, don’t roll your eyes! Ironically, they were both convinced that their father ruled incorrectly as they were heavily influenced by a foreign king. The king, whose name is inconsequential (as a matter of fact, that’s what we’ll call him – Inconsequential), did EVERYTHING exactly opposite of the sons’ father. He use to be a resident of their father’s kingdom, but had long since forged his own way and since then began to established his own kingdom.


At any rate, a few conversations with him convinced the two 13 year olds that their dad was an old fart – so they went through the process of knighthood (which their father had denied them as they weren’t ready yet), proudly strutted into their father’s throne room decked out in king inconsequentials colors and stood as “men” before knighttheir father. His heart broke. The kingdom Inconsequential had established, and all it’s residents, were under condemnation. The king had already pronounced their coming destruction. Inconsequential knew this, which is the real reason he wanted to win the heart of the King’s sons – the perfect plan for revenge and the sure way to pierce through the king’s armor right to his heart. The king knew what this meant. His two sons had just brought his wrath upon them. Loving his two sons more than life itself, he devised a plan. The plan was elaborate, and shrouded in mystery. The residents of his kingdom knew he was up to something, but couldn’t figure out exactly what. All that was ever divulged is that the king would make a way for the restoration of his two rebel sons. This alone befuddled the citizens of the kingdom as ever since his twins had allied with Inconsequential, they had done more to inflict harm on the king and his kingdom than any of Inconsequentials hordes. But, the king was relentless and refused to stop loving his boys.


The day came to execute the plan. Early one morning, the king got up, shaved his royal beard, changed his regal robe in for everyday worker gear, hid his royal ring and his kingly jewelry in the dresser drawer and left the castle. Looking EXACTLY like one of his traitor sons, he walk right out of the kingdom and fell in line with a group of field workers from Inconsequentials kingdom. (only to be seen by the night watchmen, to whom he briefly revealed the steps of his plan). That’s how he got into the enemy camp. When his faithful woke up, they wondered where their king had gone. They spent the entire day hearing from the night watchmen, receiving the instructions not to come rescue him no matter what. This was the talk of the town for days. They watched and waited to see what would happen.


Once inside Inconsequential’s kingdom, the king still didn’t fully reveal who he was to his sons. They knew his mannerisms were different, but couldn’t associate them to their upbringing as they had long since forgotten what that was like. They were strangely drawn to him though. As time passed more questions began to arise. The twins finally, after getting him alone, asked him where he was from. He looked, sounded, ate, walked.. everything on the outside, just like them, but how he LIVED was completely different. The joy, love, happiness regardless of how rough the work was, all that was foreign to them. They had seen him give up his last drink of water to another laborer, they had seen him take off his own coat in the freezing cold to give to a beggar woman who had no home. It was then that he told them. They laughed at him, patted him on the back thinking it was all a joke. But he wouldn’t stop saying it. Like all jokes, they get old and irritating, and eventually his two sons began to despise him as he was relentlessly calling them “sons” and telling them he loved them. All through the day as they labored (yeah, Inconsequential was a hard king, making his knights labor in his fields when they weren’t fighting his battles) the king would lovingly plead with his sons to return to the kingdom with him. They would refuse, Inconsequential’s influence on their minds was so strong that they couldn’t see the truth even though it was looking them right in the face. The king knew, this he knew from the beginning though, that Inconequential would have to be defeated if he was to get his two sons back.


The plan was working just had he had figured as the two sons, seeing their opportunity for glory and fame went to Inconsequential and told him about the mysterious crazy man who is saying he is the king. Inconsequential was gripped by fear, but showed none to the two sons, when he heard this. He mustered a chuckle and the three devised a plan to bring the crazy man back to reality. Inconsequential assured them both that the man’s life wouldn’t be taken, but they would stage a situation where the man would either admit that he wasn’t the king and their father or face death. The twins captured their father and brought him, bound, before the throne of Inconsequential. The mock trial went as was planned, but the king/father refused to recant his claims. That’s when the twins broke from the plan (although Inconsequential knew they would as he had taught them well). They simultaneously called out for the death of the man who was claiming to be their rightful king and father. They were tired of hearing his stories of how life should be, they were infuriated by his attempts at making himself out to be royalty. They wanted him DEAD! So did Inconsequential. And that’s what was done. The king was murdered at the hands of his own, though very mistaken, sons.


The execution was brutal and I don’t even want to go into it, except to say that as he died he looked each of his sons in the eyes and told them he loved them and he forgave them. Both sons discussed between themselves what this could have meant. Both began to be convinced they had actually killed their father. One son sought counsel with Inconsequential, and was able to mostly suppress the thoughts that he had actually killed his own father by remaining convinced that the man was a delusional liar (he would do this the rest of his life by the way, although it would take daily counseling with Inconsequential to keep it all suppressed). The other son knew in his heart that he had murdered his own father. When his father locked eyes right before he died, it all came back. The “I love you, son.” was the exact voice and rhythm of how his father would say it when he was younger. He didn’t know how his brother could deny it.


The brothers diverging ways of dealing with the execution all happened over a period of three days. It was then something strange happened. See, before Inconsequential had set up his kingdom, all the land was the kings. There was a law of the land, literally the land operated by a law, that if any died in love for the undeserving – the word for that act was grace – then the ground would refuse to hold the deceased and he would be given back his life. I know it all seems odd, it seemed odd to the citizens of both kingdoms also. Some had heard the story, but all had chocked it up to meer myths and fairy tales… except the king. He knew. After being released from the land, He stood at the gates of Inconsequentials kingdom, and called to his two sons to leave and reunite with him. All lined up on the walls and peered down at this man who they watched die three days prior – they knew it was him as he still had the innumerable scars all over his body. At this moment, Inconsequential knew he had screwed up. He realized the stories he had been told as a kid were true, and by killing the king had actually defeated himself. He had poured everything he had into the murder of the king as he knew who he was and wanted to ensure his total destruction. He had even commissioned his only death guard to watch the grave, but when the land let the king up, the guard had been killed as he fell through the crevice the ground made as it shook to open the kings grave. Inconsequential had no power… except words and empty promises of eventual victory.


The two sons headed toward the gate to see what the commotion was and  who was calling to them. Inconsequential stood at his castle door and also called out to the two sons. The son who had sought the counsel of Inconsequential slowed his steps as he began to consider the call of the man who realized his manhood even when his father wouldn’t. He did this even though something in him was telling him this was his chance to reunit

e with his true father and king. The other son, heard Inconsequentials words and felt the same tug from the man

who knighted him; but he also felt that compulsion to go to the man outside the gates. He kept walking and was elated to see the man he murdered offering full forgiveness for all the wrong and rebellion. This is the same forgiveness that had been offered before his death, but through death Inconsequential’s power had been broken, and death had been defeated!

The Father is calling. Which son will you be?



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Posted by on September 8, 2013 in Devotion, Evangelism, God, Jesus Christ


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One response to “A Tale of Two Sons

  1. Tony Pulliam

    September 8, 2013 at 3:27 pm

    This is an excellent example of Redemption, along with influences and individual choices that are allowed in the lives of every created individual. This draws me to have a deeper gratefulness for the Love God has demonstrated, and at the same time shows a clear picture oftpull how we are to love others.


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