Tahoma – Randy knew it at a young age. It was always inside of him. It would become his future one day and he wanted to do everything possible to hide it. Every weekend, he would go out and practice. He was getting pretty good by the time he was ten and others would seek him out for his skills when he was fifteen. Then something unimagineable happened. It became okay. Now that he was seventeen he didn’t have to hide it any longer. He had been born a thief. Now everybody was becoming one, it was great. Except for one thing. Now that everybody was stealing from each other it was annoying. Now Randy was the best of them and well respected, so he usually got a bigger share. He couldn’t understand the frustrations of his parents or the utter embarrasment of his grandparents.
Even worse, there were those in the churches who seemed to condemn the members of the Thieves Quarter. Every parade they had it seemed one or two preachers would read out loud from their book. Sometimes the police had to come out and rescue the roughed-up preachers. Sometimes they chased off the preachers and bribed Randy not to rob them. You could never quite tell. Eventually the thieves had managed the impossible, they had bought a few congressmen who were all set to rewrite the laws and soften the punishment for thievery. (For even though it was okay, some old police officers would use old laws and more than a few thieves had been booked for a stay at the big house.) All the thieves had marched on Washington D.C. and were all set to watch the new law signed into effect. Soon even the preachers’ “Thou Shalt Not Steal” would be silenced. For on the last page of that law, condemning people would be punished with a two-week stay in jail. Soon all preachers would put up or shut up.
However, one can never really know a politician’s aim. What was expected to be a five minute speech extolling the virtues of the new bill turned into a record fillibuster and no vote could be taken on the very last session of that law-making year. Several of the thieves, Randy among them, were dragged before the representatives and were grilled. Finally, Randy asked a question of that politician, “Why have you betrayed us?”
“Sonny, I was all set to vote along with this here doodad and enjoy a pretty hefty bonus, but during your big march I noticed some of the thieves break formation and break into many houses along the route. Soon so many thieves had decended upon my street and into my house, I realized my peril. As it is, we have the greatest gathering of criminals on one island than at any other point in history. I’ve called in favors and soon every law enforcement officer in two states as well as every single one of them stationed on this island will have finished gathering the last of your friends outside. There is a greater law yet, something that not even we would be able to change and you’ve got to answer to it.” The politician answered him.
“I don’t believe in that law! It doesn’t apply to me!” Randy screamed as he was cuffed and dragged out of the room.
“If that kid were ever a better class of thief, he just may have the makings of a politician yet.” The politician said to himself as the meeting was dismissed.
(Now the Bible says that with some dyed-in-the-wool sinners they approve of their own sins and the sins of other sinners. It doesn’t matter if its thievery, lust, or anything else in the book. In this day and age, many a sinner would do whatever possible to keep people from cracking open that book in their prescence. The truth is an offensive thing when you’re holding onto a lie. Still, there is a greater law that all of us are going to answer to. What will your answer be?)