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The Couple Next Door - by A.B.King


   Jim and Lios where a happy Christian couple. They loved the Lord and they were blessed to have each other and to keep things away from their eyes and ears that would keep them from looking away from each other and looking at another.

   Living right next door to Jim and Lios’ apartment were a couple that were always fighting and quarreling. They were not Christians, and Jim and Lios never even bothered to talk to them about Jesus. Jim and Lios would only increase the volume of their classical music late at night and cover their heads with their pillows and fall asleep when they heard the couple next door raise their voices and fight all night.

   Jim and Lios rejoiced in their hearts that they were not like their neighbors.

   When they prayed, in their prayer they would say; “Thank You Lord, for because of you we are not like the couple next door.”

   Each time that they hear the couple next door fight, instead of intervening or helping to calm the situation; they would only use them as a testimony to brag to themselves about the success of their own marriage.

   One day, Jim was coming back from work. The couple next door was fighting and their apartment door was open. Jim ignored them and as his wife opened the door to welcome him back and to also thank God as usual that her and her husband had never had a big fight before unlike the couple next door that where having a really big fight right now.

   Suddenly, a bullet went through Jim’s back and he fell dead in his wife’s arms.

   Apparently, as the couple next door were fighting with their front door open; the lady pulled out a gun to shoot her husband but her husband ducked right in time and unfortunately the bullet went straight for Jim’s back.

   As Lios held her dead husband in her arms, that was when she knew that instead of thanking God that they are not like the couple next door, she and her now late husband should have being interceding and trying to reach out to the couple next door.

   IF YOU DON’T HELP THOSE IN NEED, IT ALWAYS COMES BACK TO BITE YOU IN ONE WAY OR THE OTHER. SOMETIMES SOONER, SOMETIMES LATER. SOMETIMES SOFTLY, SOMETIMES STRONG.


The End.


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