The Prisoner in the Third Cell (5 page)

The mother will give first one answer and then another; those answers will satisfy neither mother nor daughter. Both will forever wonder why the Lord left them that evening, not caring enough for them to remain just a little longer. The mother will die and go to her grave; her daughter will grow up to womanhood carrying her disfigurement throughout her life.

“And blessed is that one

who is not offended with me.”

A sick baby will die. An epileptic child will go on having seizures as long as he lives. A fevered young girl will suffer weeks of pain before she regains her health. A deaf mute will spend the rest of his life begging at the city gate. These and many others, with even more tragic stories, departed the village of Nain that morning . . . each so downcast that words could not express their feelings of hopelessness. Worst of all, from God came no explanation concerning His ways.

Many were healed. But not all.

“And blessed is he

who is not offended with me.”

Chapter 17

Protheus pushed open the heavy prison door and stepped out into the sunlight to escape the stench of the dungeon and, for a moment, to breathe fresh air. Immediately the music from Herod's palace caught his ear. Herod was giving a huge banquet for his friends that evening. “Honoring his own birthday!” recalled Protheus. There would be revelry. There would be . . .

Suddenly a cold chill gripped Protheus.

It would be just like Herod . . . to haul John the Baptist up to the banquet hall to make sport of him!

“That is exactly what he will do.”

Protheus whirled around and rushed back into the prison. . . . He wanted to warn John about what might happen to him before the evening was over. But before he could reach John's cell, Protheus felt a strong hand on his shoulder. He turned. It was one of Herod's personal bodyguards.

“It's John, is it not? You have come for John. Herod is going to make sport of him.”

“Far worse than that,” replied the bodyguard, betraying his own apprehension. “Far, far worse than that. Salome, the daughter of Herod's wife, has just danced for the guests. Herod is drunk, and in his stupor he offered Salome anything she wanted, up to half his kingdom. She, in turn, inquired of her mother just what to ask for in the presence of so lucrative an offer.” The bodyguard paused.

“Protheus, it seems that tonight Herod's guests will
not
be entertained by making sport of John the Baptist. No, it will be far more macabre than that. John's head is to be brought into the banquet room on a platter!”

Protheus lost his balance; his eyesight blurred. The bodyguard grabbed his arm and steadied him. “The same thing happened to me when I heard,” observed the guard.

“What now?” asked Protheus.

“I would say John has less than five minutes to live. Bring him to me.”

“May the gods have mercy on us,” whispered Protheus. “And if there be but one God, and if that God be the God of the Jews, we would be fools to believe He would show pity on us for what we are about to do.”

Chapter 18

“John, they have come for you. Much sooner than you had thought. In a few minutes you will be no more. There is no time to send word to your disciples. Nor to my mother, Mary, who has worried so much for your safety. You will not be given opportunity of even a single word to anyone. Nor will you be able to ask again the question you addressed to me.

“In less than four minutes now, you will be dead. How many thoughts can be crowded into one's mind in four minutes? How many doubts? How many questions? Not many. But, John, worst of all, there will be
no
answers.

“And blessed are you, John,

if you are not offended with me.

“They have unshackled you. The staircase is before you. The door above is open. You can see the light of day above you.

“Why is this happening to you, John? You, of all people? Your head . . .
severed
from your body? Why? Because of an obscene dance by a teenage girl. How ironic.

“You will never live to see your thirty-third birthday, nor will you know exactly why I have called you. Nor will you know if your life on this earth counted for anything. Those long years in the searing desert, you denied yourself of everything this earth affords except food and water, and only enough of that to keep you alive. You did this all for me. Yet, as you face death, there is no evidence that your life was anything but wasted. Have I forsaken you in the hour you need me most?

“And blessed are you

if you are not offended with me.

“You have reached the head of the stairs. You are not sure which way they would have you turn. A guard points to the left. You follow. Is this happening? You have less than one minute before that immutable blank. You recall those long vigils before my face. Did you misunderstand me? Were you mistaken? Perhaps you did not hear my voice at all?

“In all those years you lived alone in the desert you never once knew love or comfort from another human being. Will I not extend such comfort to you now, at last? You never had the pleasure of your own children to climb up on your lap, to give you earthly joy. You never came in contact with a woman, ever; you never had a wife. You have never known intimate love. You have never even had a friend. Your whole life was lived for your calling, and for me. Will I not now, in this last moment of your life, part the veil and allow you to see something . . . anything . . . of my purpose in your life and in your death? You will die wondering why I ate and drank as I did, why I did not fast as you fasted, nor pray as you prayed. Was the Messiah not to be a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief?

“You will die today at the hands of unclean, uncircumcised, heathen, Gentile Romans. But your death at their hands will come about only by my sovereign permission. And you will die not understanding why I allowed this seemingly senseless act.

“And blessed are you

if you are not offended with me.

“You will not see the multitudes cry out in jubilation at my entry into Jerusalem. Neither will you see me crucified, nor hear of my resurrection and my triumph over death. You will die not knowing that you have proclaimed the coming of no less than the
Son of God.

“Death is but a few seconds away, and still there is no answer to your question. You will die not understanding.

“And blessed are you, John,

if you are not offended with me.

“They have opened the gate to the courtyard. There it is, the block on which you will lay your head, and there the man who will take your life. You will be remembered as one of the greatest men who ever lived. But you will not know that, nor will you hear the Son of God say, ‘Of men born of women, there was none greater than John.'

“Even now as you kneel, you wonder if you are a complete failure. You gave so much, poured out your life so completely, lived for God so singularly. Yet, despite all this, you could not so much as win the favor of God to the point of His giving you one answer to one question. It was, after all, the only request you ever made.

“I did not give to you an answer. I never have. The question of
why
always remains unanswered in all my dealings with men; this is my way. But if there were one human being on this earth to whom I would make clear my purpose, it would be
you.
And it would be now. Above all other men or women who have ever lived, I would give an answer to
you
.”

John knelt and placed his head upon the block.

“When I called you, John, and told you that you would announce the coming of the Messiah, you assumed that because you were going to prepare the way for me, you would have the joy of seeing that wonderful day of my coming in glory. But today you have met a God you do not understand. Such is the mystery of my sovereignty. Such are my ways in
every
generation. No man has ever understood me, not fully. No man ever will. I will always be something other than what men expect me to be. I will work out my will in ways different from what men foresee.

“The guard has shifted his weight. The blade is raised above you. Death stands beside you. Die, my brother John, in the presence of a God who did not live up to your expectations.

“And blessed are you

if you are not offended with me.”

Shall we scorn that God has revealed so little concerning His ways, or rejoice that He has revealed so much?

Chapter 19

A day like that which awaited John awaits us all. It is unavoidable because every believer imagines his God to be a certain way, and is quite sure his Lord will do certain things under certain conditions. But your Lord is never quite what you imagined Him to be.

You have now come face to face with a God whom you do not fully understand. You have met a God who has not lived up to your expectations. Every believer must come to grips with a God who did not do things quite the way it was expected.

You are going to get to know your Lord by faith or you will not know Him at all. Faith in Him, trust that is in
Him . . . not
in His ways.

Today you are resentful of those who so callously hurt you. But no, not really. The truth is you are angry with God because, ultimately, you are not dealing with men, you are dealing with the sovereign hand of your Lord. Behind all events, behind all things, there is always His sovereign hand.

The question is not, “Why is God doing this? Why is He like this?” The question is not, “Why does He not answer me?” The question is not, “I need Him desperately; why does He not come rescue me?” The question is not, “Why did God allow this tragedy to happen to me, to my children, to my wife, to my husband, to my family?” Nor is it, “Why does God allow injustices?”

The question before the house is this: “Will you follow a God you do not understand? Will you follow a God who does not live up to your expectations?”

Your Lord has put something in your life which you cannot bear. The burden is simply too great. He was never supposed to do
this
! But the question remains, “Will you continue to follow this God who did not live up to your expectations?”

“And blessed are you

if you are not offended with me.”

Epilogue

“Captain, the third cell is empty.”

“It will not be empty long. I have just received word that we are to receive a new prisoner.”

“What has this one done?”

“I do not know. There is always the possibility this one is as innocent as was John.”

The soldier's response was simple. “I hate having such prisoners! We have a prisoner in the first cell who rails against unfairness, against men, and against circumstances. We have a prisoner in the second cell who is hostile toward God because of what his God has done to him. . . .”

“The new prisoner has arrived,” called a voice at the head of the stairs.

“Take the rope,” said Protheus to the guard. “Lower the prisoner into the miry pit.”

Who is this prisoner? Who is this one who will now be imprisoned in the third cell? What name will be inscribed beside the cell door?

One thing is certain: It was inevitable that this person be sent here. Inevitable, unavoidable, and a sovereign act of God.

The prisoner's name? Surely, the question is not necessary, dear reader;
you
are the prisoner in the third cell!

“And blessed are you

if you are not offended with me.”

“Cousin?”

“Yes, John.”

“Jesus?”

“Yes, John. It is I.”

“My Lord and my God . . . but I had so many questions as I faced death!”

“So did I when I faced death. Just as I did not answer you, neither did my Father answer me. We died in quite similar ways.”

“You died? You died as ignominiously, as I did?”

“Yes, John. But I rose from the dead.”

“You rose from the dead? But how?

“Come, brother John . . . take my hand. The moment has come. I will now take you to that place where you know . . . even as you are known.”

Dear reader, no one can fully understand the pain you feel as you suffer your present situation. Whether it came upon you because of circumstances or by the deeds of men, one thing is certain. Before this present tragedy entered into your life, it first passed through the sovereign hand of God.

“And blessed are you . . .”

Book Discussion Guide

1. Look at pages 17–19, which describe John's absolute devotion to God, unimpeded by cares of this world. What would you require, or what thorns would you need to pull from your life (see Luke 8:14), to live unhindered before God?

2. We remember John for many things, not least Jesus' praise in Matthew 11:11: “Of all who have ever lived, none is greater than John the Baptist.” But in this story, John never felt his ministry was great. What's your opinion of your own legacy? How do you expect people will remember you?

3. How do you generally react to nonconformists—people who don't fit in by nature or by choice? How does your immediate community respond to them? How welcome are they in your church?

4. How can we recognize a person of God? What are the hallmarks to look for, and how can we avoid looking at the wrong factors?

5. John railed against the Pharisees, who had burdened the people with man-made religious rules. Are there any religious or social systems today that might prevent people from connecting with God? What can you do to change or oppose those systems?

6. John answered God's calling and, though he had questions, never looked back. What is God calling you to do? How can you be wholehearted?

7. Has God ever failed to meet your expectations? How did you respond to Him? What happened in your relationship with Him as a result?

8. Why did Hannel and Parnach land in the first and second cells? How did they respond to their predicaments? What is your response when you face adversity or trouble?