MickinEngland

Once upon a time a mob dragged a woman to a young prophet and asked him to rubber-stamp her execution as the Old Testament laws required.....Here's a little tale I've woven around the incident involving the woman who we'll call Molly:-

MOLLY by Mick

Molly grew up in orphanages never knowing who her mother and father were apart from rumours about a prostitute and a Roman soldier,and by her teens she was a sad lonely little girl.
But then she discovered men liked her and bought her presents and gave her money if she smiled at them and let them love her, and it made her feel good and wanted, even if they went back to their wives afterwards..
She grew into womanhood and still liked being loved by men,but wished she could meet one who wanted to marry her and stay with her for the rest of her life, but by now her bad reputation made a lot of single men stay clear of her.
Eventually people grew tired of her and her ways, so a mob led by the snooty priestly classes kicked down her door and dragged her off by the hair to kill her with stones.
As they pulled her through the streets, people came out to jeer at her, calling her all sorts of names and punching and slapping her, but she refused to give them the satisfaction of breaking down in tears even though her lip trembled and she could feel the blood draining from her face in fear. "I've never cried in my life and i'm not going to start now" she thought.
"But where are all the men who loved me?" she wondered, "why won't one of them rescue me?"
However no-one came forward and the painful dragging through the streets continued. She felt utterly alone and sick to the stomach and wanted to cry out to the mum and dad she'd never known, but realised there was no-one to help her, so in her total despair she muttered under her breath "Oh God, please help me"..
More slaps across the head from the mob knocked her near senseless, and when she recovered her wits she found they'd thrown her on the ground at the feet of a man who she recognised as the young carpenter Jesus from Nazareth.The mob were standing around her with stones in their hands ready to kill her.
"Alright" one of them said to the young prophet, "The Old Law tells us that we must stone adulteresses to death, can you please confirm that to make it all legal and above board?"
"Sure" said the young man, "provided whoever's perfect among you throws the first stone"
Hearing this, they dropped their stones and slunk off in shame.
Then Jesus bent down and hugged Molly close to him in an embrace of such beautiful loving tenderness that she'd never experienced from any man before, and she began crying her eyes out on his shoulder.
"I know you won't want a trollop like me" she sobbed, "but I don't ever want to be on my own again.."
"You won't be" he softly whispered in her ear, "whoever comes to me I'll never turn away, I'll be with you always til the end of the world"

John ch 8 -Jesus said "If any one of you is without sin, let him be the first to throw a stone at her."
At this, those who heard began to go away one at a time, the older ones first, until only Jesus was left, with the woman still standing there"