the return of the ding ding man

the return of the ding ding man by ric gustafson


Slowly he threw the snow up on top of the retaining wall. He stopped because the heavy snow had begun to hurt his back. ' Boy it's cold out here' he thought to himself as he blew on his gloved hands.
' Hot chocolate right now sure sounds good' he thought as he picked up another shovel full of snow and throwing it on top of the retaining wall.
He was stamping his cold feet when he heard the familiar sound. He smiled and walked over to the curb. He heard the ding ding and saw the plain white truck coming slowly down the street.
' Maybe he has some hot chocolate' he thought as he stepped out into the snowy street. The white truck stopped in front of his house.
The small serving window of the truck opened. " Can I help you?".
" Yes, I'm freezing and wanted to know if you had any hot chocolate".
The young dark bearded man, who was wearing a white parka, shook his head. " Sorry, no hot chocolate".
He blew into his gloved hands. " Do you have any hot drinks at all?".
" Sorry".
" So why are you driving around dinging that bell?".
" So I can tell people about the free gift that I have in my truck".
" What gift is that?" he asked as he stamped his feet.
" The free gift of eternal life".
" How do I get this free gift?".
" Simply believe in me".
" No hot chocolate".
" Sorry".
He shook his head and walked back to his shovel to keep working. " All I wanted was some hot chocolate".
Jesus, with tears forming in his eyes, closed his serving window and started the truck. He dinged the bell and continued his journey.



The End- dedicated to Tom E.



Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric