During
our excursion to Waco we were regaled with more than just church musical
programs and grandchildren doing incredibly cute things. Ah, yes.
This particular weekend was like no other, for we experienced … “The
Tale of the Haunted Bathroom.” Caleb
unfolded the twisted tale of terror to us out on their deck. Fortunately, it was still daylight, so we
managed to avoid some inevitable screaming.
I cannot say with certainty that such shrieks will not result from your
own reading, should you decide to continue.
Let the reader beware.
One
dark and stormy night a young boy had to go to the bathroom before he went to
bed. It was very late and very
dark. As he went, he hit the center and
before he knew it he found himself in the sewers, covered with rats who were
biting him all over his body and before he knew it he became a green, slimy
monster. And that monster went back to
his home and ate up all his family so he would have no descendants.
Now,
anytime anyone gets up to go potty late at night, between 1:00 in the nighttime
and 9:00 in daytime, and when they hit the very center, he reaches up through
the potty with his green slimy arms that have powerful suction cups on them
that you can’t break away from no matter how hard you struggle and he grabs
them and eats them. That’s why they
always find all those bones and body parts down in the sewers.
And
the main thing to remember from the story is this: “Don’t hit the very center
of the potty when you have to go late at night.”
Indeed,
I did not feel completely at ease in the bathroom for the rest of our visit,
especially late at night. And I have to
admit that I, for one, was careful to aim for the side and not the very
center. Oh, I know what you are
thinking. “It’s just a story. None of that is true.” Perhaps.
Perhaps. But Caleb did say he saw
it happen with his own eyes. Someone
just disappeared down the toilet, held tightly – unescapably – by two slimy,
green, suction cup-filled arms.
Frightening. Horrifying.
Revelation
15:3 says, “Great and marvelous are your
deeds, Lord God Almighty. Just and true
are your ways, King of the ages.”
Father,
thank you for the creativity and especially for the inner joy that was about to
explode forth the whole time Caleb was telling his story. Amen.
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