What A Strange Little Man (Chapter 7, page 1 of 4)

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Chapter 7

When I awoke, I sat up in my bed. Mary was already awake and in the kitchen. I could smell the food she was cooking. I heard conversation from the kitchen, and assumed Onesiphorus must also be awake. Feeling like I hadn't slept at all, I pushed myself out of the bed, splashed some water on my face, dried it off and headed for the kitchen. The sun shining through the window to my right as I entered the room made a silhouette of Onesiphorus, and bounced off of Mary like a reflection off clear water.

"I have seen a lot of things since I became a believer," Onesiphorus was saying as I walked in.

They had evidently been talking about their differences and similarities since becoming a believer.

"What sort of things?" I asked.

"Good morning, dear," Mary said. She always greeted me with a kiss and some hot cider she would make with the fresh apples and cinnamon she purchased at the market. It was a very refreshing drink first thing in the morning.

"Good morning to you, my love. Tell me Onesiphorus, what sort of things have you seen?" I asked, hoping we could continue the conversation from the night before.

"I have seen the sick made well by just the touch of a hand," He said, eyes opened wide.

"The touch of whose hand?" I asked.

"A man came through Ephesus not long ago. I believe his name was Phillip. I cannot remember where he was from; maybe Galilee. Anyway, one of my master's servants was very ill. We thought she was going to die. She was burning with fever and weak to the point of death," He said, with a little expectancy in his voice.

"Well," Mary said, putting down her goblet, "What did he do?"

"He came into the room where she was laying, touched her on her forehead, and she sat right up in the bed!" He continued, "I had never seen anything like it in all my life."

"Is she still well today?" I asked.

"Oh, yes. People come to our house all the time to hear the story of her healing," he said.

"Is that all, or is there more?" Mary asked with great enthusiasm.

"I have heard stories about how Jesus raised a man from his tomb!" Onesiphorus said.

"Do you believe those stories?" I asked.

"I am inclined to, yes. After all, if Jesus could bring himself back to life, I guess he could do it for others," he said, "I have not ever seen it, nor have I met anyone who claims to have been raised back to life, but no matter, it doesn't change how I feel about Jesus."

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