The snow approaches and you paid no attention to the day or the hour. I only have one and I'll be using it tomorrow. The five people went home and asked their neighbors, "Do you have a shovel I can borrow?" Their neighbors said, "No, I don't. The gods of commerce would accept no more offerings until the morning. So, they jumped into their cars and raced to the store with money in hand, desperately hoping they could lay an offering upon the altar of the Cash Register and get a shovel in return. They had no shovels and they wondered where they had left their winter gloves. Thus says your weatherman."įive of the ten people were prepared, so they sat comfortably in their homes and watched the rest of the news. At midnight, it shall be upon you and in the morning, there shall be whiteness on the ground which shall reach up to your knees. "Behold," he said, "the first snow storm of the year approaches, so be prepared. Before long, the All-Wise, All-Knowing and Always Acccurate Weatherman appeared on the TV set and spoke. Then the kingdom of heaven shall be compared to ten people who sat down one night to watch the evening news. The hardware store was full of other last-minute shoppers looking to do the same thing.Īs I stood there in line with my shovel and my bag of salt, I thought about the parable of the ten maidens, which is our text this morning, and I thought about a new way to tell the story: I went to the hardware store the other day to buy a snow shovel, because we all were told about a storm coming that night.
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