UNREACHABLE/UNTEACHABLE

Sensitive Child (google)

     Once, there was a little boy named, Michael. He was such a sweet little boy. Sensitive, most would call him...because the harm of anyone or anything brought him to tears. Of course, this got him ousted from anything that was supposed to be "boyish" in nature. Classmates called him "cry baby and sissy." His teachers and parents tried to help him, but only made it worse. He sat by the same tree, everyday, on the playground, at recess time. No friends, no support, no one to help him...adjust, to a very cruel world.
      One day, a new student came, and the teacher led the boy right to Michael saying, "I think you two will be great friends. Michael was so excited to have a friend. On the first day, Jake invited him to hang out with him after school. Michael stopped by has house, introduced his new friend, got permission, and he and Jake went wondering along the street. Everything seemed so wonderful...a godsend, many said. What they didn't know is that Jake's dad was a pedophile. His dad used Jake to bring in victims. Jake left his new friend with his dad. The abuse went on for 2 years, until the day, Michael's Mom had an emergency and had to pick up Michael at Jake's house. She didn't get an answer at the door, so she went on in, and discovered him "in the act." She grabbed her son and said to Jake's dad, "You better get your ass out of this town, because my husband will come back with a gun."
     That day was never spoken of, no prosecution of the man who left "suddenly." Misunderstanding shrouded the whole event. Jake's Mom believed that Michael's Mom was having an affair with her husband, and she ran him off. Michael's Mom believed her son was "funny." Jake....he knew that his Mom would go looking for his dad and the cycle would begin again. Jake was used to it. The system worked for him.

Lying Parents (google)

     Michael never received counseling for the abuse. He grew up and shut up. He gave up on being rescued or understood by anyone on that pivotal day in his life. Adults were nothing or no one. They just used their power and authority to rule over children who just wanted to be loved. On that day, he calculated the days remaining until he would leave home, 'cause when he did, he would not look back. He was incredibly smart and intuitive. He knew what he needed to make his break, free and clear. He knew he needed a job to earn a living, but he would be under no man's authority. He was aware of the world system, taxes, bills, etc. His plan was to be a "handyman/wanderer." He would never have a family or children to be abused, misunderstood and lied to. Nope...he needed no one!
      In all the lonely hours, Michael realized he was incredibly talented in woodwork and artistry. He had a secret place, under the house where he kept his supplies and productions. When he was 17, he began taking his daddy's truck two towns over to sell his work to a business owner who swore he would never reveal the identity of the young man. Michael never gave his name, and the owner didn't know him. For that matter, who was to say Michael was the creator? By the time he graduated high school, Michael had enough money to buy his father's truck and strike out on his own.
      He bought 10 acres of land by the river, built himself a cabin, and was known in town as a "Carpenter/Handyman." No one knew just how talented he was and the extraordinary gift he was hiding. As Love would have it, Michael met and fell deeply in love with a single mom who had a "sensitive" child like he had been. Oh, he put up quite a fight, but Michael loved Shirley with all of his heart...except that, hidden part. Michael didn't want anymore children, so afraid of not being a good dad, but Shirley was a "fertile Myrtle" and got pregnant right away. They had a little girl. Michael was enamored with her. She was so cute...and well, Jake (Shirley's son) was so annoying. Michael really disliked Jake, but he couldn't figure out why. He began thinking that he was a horrible man.

The Accusation (google)

     Shirley, who was a psychiatrist, suggested that he begin counseling with her coworker. Michael was put off by such a suggestion, thinking, "Here we go again. I married a woman who hasn't put together that I HATE...the system?" Years have a funny way of stacking a lot of life on top of tragedy. At first, Michael protested, but after a week of tossing and turning in bed, grumping around, and not being able to get to the "itch" in his subconscious, he agreed to attend ONE session.
      Michael came in to Dr Tong's office and was immediately, 12 again. You see, Jake grew up, got his doctorate in Psychology because he wanted to understand the brokenness of his father. Oh, he changed his last name, when he was adopted by his very rich, affluent, also abusive father. This man, was an expert at what he did. Jake was no longer "safe" from the sickness. Their was nowhere for him to run. Who would listen? His adoptive dad "owned" the town and no adult would speak against him. Besides, how kind it was of he and his wife to take in the little urchin. He dare not be ungrateful of speak a word against them if he knows what is good for him.
      Michael was very uncomfortable as all the memories came flooding back. He managed to get up to leave, when Dr. Tong said, "Good seeing you again." Michael left all behind and never looked back.
       Moral of the story: All authority has been given by God. When you can accept that, then you are teachable.