Story Time

Introduction:
This little story will be written in one sitting this morning. It is a description of a picture associated with self-discipline and what happens when we forget who we are in Christ.

Doctor D,the coroner, hummed happily as he sped on his way down the road to his next appointment. He loved his job because he had found a way that he could actually contribute to the good of the community, by helping people rid themselves of old pesky habits. A deep satisfying grin, mixed with a little wicked laugh accompanied him in his Hurst as he looked at the directions he had written down. He turned off of the black top road and started down the country road mumbling to himself the address…917 Newnata Cutoff, he looked back up as he avoided the pot holes and the boulders in the road with the dust pluming behind him hiding the dusty road he had just traveled on. Each trip he made always provided such an interesting array of circumstances. One thing Doctor D. looked forward to was the fight, just with the thought of a genuine life and death battle caused his pulse to accelerate and his mind to quicken.

Mean while as Doctor D. is gleefully approaching Dave’s house, Dave is totally unaware of the approaching Hurst. Sitting in his easy chair, Dave is reading a diet book as he is busily psyching himself up for another attempt at loosing weight. Dave is a nice guy and all, but is a real wimp when a cream puff is around. Dave had been looking for a permanent solution to his weight problem for many years, and on different occasions has had a measure of success until today! Today there would be no going back and the problem would never plague him again.

Doctor D, seeing the mail-box, turned down the lane leading to Dave’s house. Doctor D. had been warned about a big black mean dog that Dave owned so he proceeded with caution. This was Dave’s day, not his. Pulling up to the gate of the fence, it was time to get it on and let the battle begin.

Dave turned the page of his book in the chapter titled:
“You Can Do It!” (it was a Tony Little diet book) when he heard a knock at the door. Getting up out of his chair, Dave answered the door seeing a man in a top hat standing on his porch.

“Dave, Dave Strout?” Doctor D. said with a smile.
“Yes.”
“Dave today is your day to be buried.” Doctor D. always loved the looks he got when he said that and Dave didn’t disappoint him in the least.

Dave, stunned at the comment looked at the classic undertaker garb and assumed that this was a gag of some sort. Dave said nothing for the moment and looked out the door and saw the Hurst waiting outside the gate. Dave looked at Doctor D. and asked:

“Who are you and who sent you?”
“My name is Doctor D. and you sent for me.”
“You must be mistaken, I didn’t send for you.”
“Sure you did, you want to loose weight don’t you?”
“Well yes…I do, but how does that involve you?”
“Dave your desire to over eat must die and I am here to kill that desire by burying you.”

Dave’s jaw simply dropped in shock as Doctor D. spoke, he couldn’t believe what this man was saying.

“So Dave, you can come with me voluntarily or I will put you in the casket myself.” Dave’s hesitation said all he needed to hear and with a solid right to the jaw, Dave was out like a light.
“Hmph, that was easy, I love these fat guys they have no endurance and their reaction time is so slow.”
The problem facing Dr. D. now was moving this fat guy into the casket. Leaving Dave in the doorway Dr. D. he took the gurney with the casket on it out of the Hurst and rolled it over to the porch to roll Dave into it. Just as he reached the porch Dave started to regain consciousness, he had to act quickly to put Dave out again.

As Dave opened his eyes he saw Dr. D. approaching and rolled off the side of the porch away from the casket. Getting his wits about him again, Dave grabbed a near by shovel and prepared to swing it.

“What are you doing!” shouted Dave, “Get out of here and leave me alone.”
“No can do.” Responded Dr. D. “Your desire to over eat must die today, there is no tomorrow!”
“What!”
“Dave get a grip!! Your already dead, don’t your remember!”
“What do you mean” Dave shouted in a panic.

Dave…Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth.
For ye are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God.
When Christ, who is our life, shall appear, then shall ye also appear with him in glory.
Mortify therefore your members which are upon the earth;

Colossians 3:2-5