JOSHUA: A PARABLE FOR TODAY by Joseph F. Girzone (Simon & Schuster/Scribner, 1986, 1995 reprint)
Joshua: A Parable for Today
is a national bestseller. A friend loaned me a copy few years ago, and I dove in. This is an uncomplicated book with a powerful message. Girzone, a retired catholic priest, wrote this book in 1983 and had it self-published, then he sold copies from out of the trunk of his car. The book eventually became a success. People were drawn to the character, Joshua, and his acts of kindness and loving ways. The book is written simply. Its unsophisticated language is not for everybody. But I like it. Joshua is a contemporary. It is as if Jesus should appear and walk the streets, in the 1980s, during the year in which this modern day parable was written. He is a woodcarver who stirs things up in the church with his unconventional views and actions. The townspeople are curious, some in the religious community are wary. It seems that Girzone, through this book, wants to awaken the church to its unbending religiosity which gets in the way of being the hands and feet of Jesus. As with any book which has a spiritual base, you will either agree with the author’s premise or not. It challenged me in some areas, and its portrayal is intriguing. The strength in this book is its look at Joshua’s love and person-hood. It has limited action but the many dialogues, sermonettes, are worth the read if you like to think about spiritual concepts. My Book Dinner ladies enjoyed reading Joshua: A Parable for Today.
What do you need? What do I need? What is the greatest need we all have as humans?
You need love. I need love. We all need to be loved. It is our greatest need.
People can meet that need. Some will love us. The fortunate ones are loved from the moment of their birth. Their family is crazy about them. Some are not so fortunate.
Back in the 1980s my two year old son was in the hospital for two weeks with a broken femur. It was a nasty break. He was in the pediatric unit with his legs strapped up in traction. In the room next to us there was an infant, a baby boy about two months old. This baby was born with multiple birth defects. His hands and feet were bound in wrappings and it was mentioned to me that he had hydrocephalus as well. The room where he lay in a crib was always dark. Never once did I see a visitor or family member in his room and I was at the hospital every day. The on-duty nurse would care for him, but no one held him for more than a few minutes at a time. Rarely was he taken out of the room. The little guy seemed abandoned, unwanted, and he seemed to receive only the basics of care. It made me wonder the particulars. It bothered me. I felt it in my maternal heart, that he was being withheld from bonding with an adult, as if his little life didn’t matter. We need love to survive. He needed love. That was the point. The neglect of one so young hurt me to watch.
Some have known so little love.
There is one who meets our love-hunger need. It is Jesus. He meets our need to be loved regardless of what the world around us should imply about our worth and value. Jesus walks with us. He talks with us. He listens to our woes and celebrates our joys. Jesus caries our burdens and lifts our cares, even when we are too weary to ask him to do that for us.
Jesus loves you. He always will love you. You can count on his love. It never fails. Never, ever fails. You can take that to the bank!