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Miracle Child
by Eleanor van der Merwe

The child grew, and one day he went out to his father, who was with the reapers. "My head! My head!" he said to his father. His father told a servant, "Carry him to his mother."   2 Kings 4:18,19

Gently he picks him up in his muscular arm. What is wrong with the child? Meningitis? A berry aneurysm of the brain?

The sun seems to bother him. He shades him with his hand, chases away a fly. Don't get a fright, Madam."

His sickle flashes in the sun. Reaping, binding sheaves, lifting them up two at a time. Hard work helps against worry. Already noon? Somebody calls. The child…?

If only this donkey would walk faster. "Come, you lazy beast! Lift up your feet! We must get her to the man of God." She looks so pale. Why is this mountain so steep? "There. Thank God, he sees us. The child shall live!"

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Gehazi
by Eleanor van der Merwe

The king was talking to Gehazi, the servant of the man of God, and he said, "Tell me about all the great things Elisha has done." Just as Gehazi was telling the king how Elisha had restored the dead to life, the woman whose son Elisha had brought back to life, came to beg the king for her house and land.
2 Kings 8:4,5

"From where Gehazi? How on earth did you get into the king's palace, leprous, in disfavour with Elisha?"

"Gehazi, what does it feel like to see the barren woman pregnant, the dead child raised? A hundred being fed from only twenty loaves of barley bread? What did the poisonous wild vine dish, cured with a handful of flour, taste like? What did you think when you met leprous Naaman? And now yourself…?"

"Thank God. You are right in time to help the Shunammite with her petition to the king. But where are you going from here, Gehazi…?

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