IT was a special morning for Maqwela at his palace. Sand and Muse returned for their assignment with the ruler.
The music stars were in a private talk with him. They were seated with him inside the secured hall where he’d had a talk with them before.
It was the place with a secret pass into Zadeque’s. The prince lived in an adjourning cottage which the pass opened to.
So in their talk, Nile and Vickie told the monarch about salvation through Jesus.
They told him that it was Jesus who had touched him through their music. That He’ll always restore wholeness to those who’d be grateful to Him.
They told the monarch that Jesus was ready to give him a second touch and make him well. That the man needed to turn his life to Him.
Maqwela smiled at the friends and said no. He gave a reason that surprised the two.
‘I know your Jesus… probably more than you think I do. I know He pardons sins – I’ve heard it many times before.
‘See, if I was to be talking with other people, I’d just have told them that I’m also Christian – I go to church at least.
‘But you kids are my friends, so I’ll just tell you my truth.’
He sat up and spoke. ‘You see, I can’t turn my life over to Him. I’ve done so much evil in this life. So much for any good man to forgive!
‘So tell me, how can Jesus Christ take me?’
He stressed, ‘If there are boundaries to evil, I think I have crossed all boundaries…
‘So I don’t think Jesus will save someone like me!’
Vickie spoke up at that point.
‘Your Royal Majesty, it is not a question of how many or little our bad deeds are…
‘If we desperately want God’s pardon and we don’t return anymore, then Jesus can write a new story for us.
‘He is Saviour because we are sinners!’
Maqwela looked at her and sighed. He wished he could find that life where things were starting again.
Where he could laugh and smile without using a mask. Where he could lead his life in all its fullness from then on.
He wished to start anew… but he’d lost hope.
He spoke now: ‘I will tell you the least of what I can say. Then you can tell me if you still think God can save me!’
Nile and Vickie were surprised. They exchange a puzzled glance. It was as though they spoke their thoughts out when they looked to each other and sighed.
Come, how can someone defend his crimes so much, when he’s the same person lamenting them?
But who looks for proofs that he can’t be pardoned? Who hates what is good this plenty much?
The young duo thought about it, and at first it didn’t make sense.
But then they found it and smiled. They heard the heart that pumped those queries.
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