Let us not give up meeting together, as some are
in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another—and all the more
as you see the Day approaching.
[Hebrews 10:25]
"Fat Wally and the Piggies"
Hi. My name is Roscoe. I’m a pig. No, no, don’t get
upset. I don’t mean I am just messy. No, I am actually a pig. I know
it’s a little weird talking to a pig but hey, get used to it, lots of
weird things happen around here. You probably heard someone tried to tell the
story of me and my brothers. I think they called that story The Three Little
Pigs or some such nonsense. Well here is what really happened.
See me
and my brothers, Gidney and Cloyd, well, just like you know, we all decided we
wanted separate houses. Not that living together was that bad but Gidney snores
so you know. So we made a game of it and all went to the market and got the
building materials. Now the truth is we all used basically the same stuff to
build our homes so all that stuff about straw houses and such, well, sometimes
people get a little frisky with the truth if you get my meaning. No, for better
or for worse, Gidney and Cloyd and I pretty much knew what went into a new
house. But the putting together part, now that’s what stumped us.
Gidney loves to hang out at the at night clubs. He is a good mostly but he
likes parties and all that goes with it way too much. That is where he met Fat
Wally but we will get back to him. So naturally, since all of Gidney’s
friends were people at the night clubs, they all promised him and swore on
whatever they could find they would be there on building day. So he got his
materials and tools and aprons and big tubs of lemonade and he was all ready
that Monday morning to get that house put up before the winter came.
Well, it turned out that winter was not really the problem. See Fat Wally was
one of the guys Gidney met at the club and, well to be honest, Fat Wally was a
wolf. Yes Wally Wolf, that’s right. And they didn’t call him FAT
Wally for nothing. He got fat on lots of silly pigs that didn’t know how
to pick their friends. Wolves, as most of you know, eat pigs pretty often and
Wally thought this was a good chance to pick up a piggy stew if he got the drop
on Gidney.
Well building day came and about an hour late,
Gidney’s friends from the club were there but they only knew how to party.
Oh, they talked like they knew what they were doing but big talkers are not
often good workers. They slung together the most shoddy, shaky house you ever
did see. Gidney was so disappointed in what he had when it was all over with
and all through the day, he could see Fat Wally watching from the woods. That
night Cloyd and I came over to play Bible Racko with Gidney and we could barely
deal the cards when that house started to go.
“Hey Piggies.”
Fat Wally yelled from the woods. “Pretty bad job on the house. No problem.
I will help you clean it up when it falls and then I will eat you.” He
yelled. Big talker.
“NO CHANCE FATSO!” Gidney yelled back. I
know, he should have said “not by the hair of my chinny chin chin”
but the house was falling. He had to make it fast. We made it out the window
and down the pathway before it fell. It crashed and we could hear Fat Wally
looking for our bodies in the rubble.
Cloyd wasn’t quite the
partier but he went to a church that didn’t believe in Jesus and taught
something about a spaceship landing and taking them all to a planet that was
kind of like heaven or something like that. They were pretty spooky but Cloyd
hung out with them and just like the party people, they were sure they could
help Cloyd with his house. But they showed up and started lighting candles and
trying to talk to dead people and do spells that went nowhere and by morning
the only thing up was one room because Cloyd and Gidney did that. Gidney had
time on his hands what with no house left after all.
Fat Wally liked
the look of this real well. Sure, the spaceship people saw him but they were
sure the aliens were going to come down, kill the wolf and finish the
construction so they didn’t have to worry. They sure were confident in the
spaceship people. Well the time came and they started chanting in a circle
waiting for the spaceship to land. Well when they opened their eyes, were there
aliens in the circle? You guessed it, Fat Wally was in the circle and he chased
them for what seemed like hours. They ran every which way knocking down that
badly done shack and sending everyone screaming into the woods. Amazingly or
maybe Fat Wally is just a really terrible hunter, he didn’t catch anyone
so he was pretty hungry by then.
Gidney and Cloyd both were pretty
scared when they met me at the Methodist Church for Wednesday night worship.
Afterward we made plans for my house and they would live with me which
isn’t that great because after all, Gidney snores but we already talked
about that. I had about twenty of my good Christian brothers lined up to help
and they were there right on time. We got that house up and it was rock solid.
Fat Wally watched nervously from the woods but he knew this was his last chance
with us.
He waited until we had finished and were having snacks in the
living room of my wonderful new home.
“Hey piggies, how about a
snack for Fat Wally? One of your fat friends would be a nice treat.”
“NO CHANCE FATSO.” Gidney yelled out.
“Gidney,
shush” I said. “No need for that. We have God’s blessing on this
house. The evil one cannot harm us here.” So Gidney, Cloyd and me and my
church brothers and sisters began reading the bible and having so much fun
discussing the word of God, everyone almost forgot about Fat Wally.
But I heard him coming. Step Step Step. He was trying to sneak in for an
attack. He was hoping for panic like he got from the spaceship people. He
didn’t get it. We just joined our hands and started singing.
“Jesus loves me this I know…” we sang getting louder and louder
until all of a sudden.
“OW OW OW.” The fat old wolf started
howling. “I can’t stand it. I just can't attack you when you are
praising God like that!” Fat Wally went howling into the woods holding his
big ears, crying and bumping into trees. And I expect as little as he got to
eat that day, he probably is now known as Skinny Wally.
Well so you
know, Gidney gave up night clubs and Cloyd quit the spaceship people church and
we all worship Jesus now. We got their houses up and learned a really important
lesson. We learned that your Christian brothers and sisters are who you would
depend on and spend time with and we learned that the evil one cannot hurt us
when we are in unity in the faith and are serving and worshiping Christ
together. So when you are having fun with your friends in Sunday School, keep
your eyes open for Fat Wally. If you see him, remember don’t yell NO
CHANCE FATSO at him. Just worship Jesus and he can never hurt you.
Be self-controlled and alert. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith, because you know that your brothers throughout the world are undergoing the same kind of sufferings. [1 Peter 5:8-9]
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