The Chasm: A Journey to the Edge of Life by Randy Alcorn

Author:Randy Alcorn
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Allegories, Christian, Apologetics, General, Christian Fiction, Religion, Suspense, Fiction, Religious, Christian Theology, Classic & Allegory
ISBN: 9781601423405
Publisher: Multnomah Books
Published: 2011-02-08T00:00:00+00:00

“He can’t tell us what to do.”

“We’ll show him. We’ll force him onto the tree!”

I heard squeak after squeak making similar threats, until I laughed and called down to them, “With one flick of a toe he would break your threads, and with a stomp of his feet he would smash you all!”

I ridiculed the pathetic, arrogant men below, but suddenly I stopped laughing when I found myself standing next to them. Eye to eye with them now, I saw a huge shadow and looked up. There, far above me, was … the Woodsman! Had I become small? Or had the Woodsman become big? Perhaps it was both. Maybe that explained how he had cut through the huge tree.

I was so much smaller than I’d thought, and he was so much bigger than he’d looked—things were not as they appeared.

I heard the sound of someone pounding with a hammer, but it was not the crisp, loud sound of nails driven into wood. Rather, it was a dull tearing sound. Where was it coming from?

I heard jingling metal and looked around to see people pulling things from their pockets. I reached into my left pocket and pulled out … a handful of nails.

I saw now that each person carried a hammer. I watched motionless as person after person positioned nails on the Woodsman’s giant feet.

“No!” I shouted. “What has he done to you?”

What horrified me most was that the people seemed so normal, even nice. They weren’t criminals. They appeared to be respected citizens.

“Beautiful day, isn’t it?” a woman in green nurse’s scrubs asked me as she positioned a nail and hammered it five times until it was buried to its head in the Woodsman’s foot.

“Where’s your hammer?” asked a businessman in suit and tie, a man who looked remarkably like my father and spoke like him too. “Here’s an extra. A gift from me to you.”

I took the hammer. It hung limp in my right hand.

After I had watched the others for a few minutes, what they were doing somehow seemed less appalling. Something moved in my chest, and before I knew it, I was thinking about how big the Woodsman was, and how distant he was, and how little he cared about me, and how he hadn’t made my life go the way I wanted, and how he thought he was better than me, and how he’d cast blame on me, and how he refused my help in cutting the tree.

I lifted my hammer and started pounding nails into his heel. First one nail, then another and another. I felt gleeful, almost giddy.

All my life the Woodsman had gotten his way.

Now I would get mine.

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