Monday, May 15, 2006

Rich Man, Poor Man

The large wooden door to the bank lobby swung open and from behind the door stepped a man. He walked confidently through the lobby and towards the counter. He neared the teller and smiled as he placed his hands on the counter. His eyes were mesmerizing and his smile was warming.

"Good morning" the man said as he reached in his back pocket to get his identification.

"Good morning, sir" replied the teller, "What can I do for you today?"

"Well, I am here to transfer some money. You think you can do that for me?"

"Of course, sir." Confused, she asked for his account number. As she pulled up his account she was quickly aware that this man was not just a man off the street, he was a VERY rich man. "What would you like to transfer, sir?"

"I would like to distribute all of my money equally to the other bank accounts here at the bank."

"Excuse me?" she said, wanting to make sure that she had heard the man correctly. "You want to give ALL of your money to the other patrons who bank here?"

"Yes" he said without a single bit of hesitation in his voice.

The young teller didn't understand why in the world this extremely wealthy man would want to give away all his wealth so that others at the bank could be rich, but she had been taught to obediently take the patron's requests without question. Slowly she transferred the man's wealth equally out and deposited them into the other accounts. Slowly the man's bank account was depleted to nothing.

"So do you have a deposit to make as well today?"

"Nope." the man replied as he turned quickly to go.

With his back now to her, she yelled, "But Sir, wait! Did you want your receipt?"

"You can give it to my father" he said over his shoulder as he strolled through the lobby and toward the door.

As she waved the receipt in her hand, she realized that she too had just become rich. She banked here, and that kind man had just transfered his wealth to her.

The large wooden door was almost shut as the young teller yelled through the lobby one last time, "THANK YOU JESUS!"

For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor, so that you through his poverty might become rich.
2 Corinthians 8:9

2 comments:

Katie said...

wonderful picture of our wealth in him

Mark D said...

Wow, that was good!