With a briefcase tightly grasped, the stranger ran besides the off-duty taxi and pounded on the trunk. The traffic was slow and he was persistent. Eventually, the taxi stopped – for the red light. The driver jumped out with blazing eyes and teethe bared.
The stranger said nothing as he jumped into the back seat.
The driver looked as if he was getting ready to throw the stranger out. He leaned into his door and asked, “Just where do you think you’re going?”
The stranger flashed a wad of cash. “To the mayor’s house, please.”
Suddenly the driver was very interested in giving him a ride. The traffic crawled as the taxi traveled to the suburbs.
The stranger must have checked his cell phone a thousand times.
The driver kept a close eye on him, but said nothing.
After a time, the mayor’s house appeared on the right. “You want me to wait for you?”
The stranger checked the meter. “No thanks. Here, keep the change.”
The driver smiled at the healthy tip. Then, he looked up and into the eyes of the stranger who was watching him. The driver smiled. “You just made a really bad day a whole lot better.”
The stranger smiled back, then turned and hurried up the walk to the front door. His breath was short and fast. Beads of sweat gathered on his forehead. The stranger’s excitement was palpable. “I have just what the mayor’s been looking for. He’s been searching for this for years. He’s spent so much time and resources on his quest. Oh, I have it right here!”
The stranger knocked on the front door, bouncing with excitement. He could hear the mayor inside, but no one answered the door.
The stranger knocked and knocked and knocked.
He waited for an eternity, but the mayor wouldn’t open the door.
With shoulder’s hunched and a tear stained shirt, the stranger slowly walked away.
Too many people won’t open the door.
Too many people won’t take the time to look.
Too many people don’t realize that He’s not a stranger.
“I came to set you free. That you may have life and have it abundantly. Behold, I stand at the door and knock.”