Me: What a nice day to sit outside and enjoy each other’s company!
Prodigal: I agree, why don’t you share a story.
Me: That sound perfect to me!
This comes from the book The God Who Hung on the Cross by Dois Rosser Jr. and Ellen Vaughn
During Liberia’s civil war, Reverend Claudius Deah, found himself in a role he’d never imagined. As the rapacious rebel soldiers sought out fugitives, they’d kill anyone they found on the streets. Rev. Deah began hiding people in his home…and before he knew it, some 375 people were crammed into his four bedroom house, including a number of wounded, elderly, and small children.
The rebel troops were drawing closer and closer to his neighborhood, and Rev. Deah knew he had to lead these people in an escape across the border into Guinea. One night, as gunfire erupted on streets near his home, he and his enormous flock slipped out his back door, one by one, into the darkness, away from the town and into the jungle.
As this modern-day Moses led his people through village after village in the journey to the border, more and more fleeing people joined their exodus. As the huge group approached the border, they ran into armed rebels. The soldiers were perhaps sympathetic; they didn’t kill them on the spot, but told Rev. Deah that he and everyone in his group would be killed for sure if they continued their journey.
Rev. Deah would not be stopped. “The battle is the Lord’s, he told the soldiers. “He has gone before us. We must press on.”
At this, to his astonishment, the weary soldiers laid down their rifles. They had enough of killing. “We will come with you,” they said.
And by the time Rev. Deah reached Guinea, his group of refugees had grown to about 17,000 people. Together, safely, they crossed the border, leaving Liberia behind.
Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen
Jennifer Van Allen