Humpty Dumpty Remix

Vic Pentz (Adapted)

 

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.

All the King's horses and all the King's men

Couldn't put Humpty together again.

 

When the King heard of Humpty Dumpty's fate he was greatly disturbed. Setting aside his royal finery, disguised as a common peasant, the King slipped unnoticed through the majestic palace gates and into the rough-and-tumble street life in his kingdom.

 

The King wandered through the back streets and alleys in search of Humpty Dumpty.  After several days and nights the persistent monarch found him.  Humpty's shattered body was scattered over a ten-foot circle amidst the broken glass and flattened beer cans of a back alley.

 

The King was overjoyed at the sight of Humpty. He ran to his side calling, "Humpty, it is I - your King. I have power greater then my horses and my men who could not put you together again. I am here to help."

 

"Leave me alone,” Humpty's mouth retorted. "I've gotten used to this new way of life.  I kind of like it now."

 

"But --" was all the King could utter before Humpty continued.

 

"I'm fine.  I like it here. That trash can over there is lovely, and all this broken glass sparkles in the sun. This must be the garden spot of the earth!"

 

The King tried again. “I assure you my kingdom has much more to offer then this back alley. There are green mountains, rolling surf, exciting cities...”

 

But Humpty would hear none of it. The dejected and saddened King returned to the palace.

 

A week later one of Humpty's eyes rolled skyward and beheld the concerned face of his king standing over his fractured pieces.

 

"I've come to help," firmly stated the King.

 

"Leave me alone," responded Humpty. "I've just seen my shrink and he assures me that I am coping well."

 

The King reluctantly turned and once more returned to the palace.

 

A little over a year later the King once more returned to Humpty's side. Humpty recognized his King's footsteps. This time he was ready. His mouth managed to say the words, "My King!”

 

The King fell to his knees on the glass strewn street and his strong, loving hands gently began to piece together the shattered fragments of Humpty Dumpty.  After some time of compassionate effort the King stood to his feet pulling up with him the figure of a strong, restored young man.

 

Together they walked hand in hand through the kingdom. Together they stood on mountain peaks, and they ran along beautiful beaches.  As they went from experience to experience they laughed and joked together fully enjoying each others company. There was no end to their friendship.

 

One day as they walked on the streets of one of the King's cities,  Humpty heard a short conversation that made his heart leap, both with the joy of his new life and the bitter memory of his days, broken and shattered in the back alley. One man asked, "Who are those two men?"

 

His acquaintance responded, “The one on the right is Humpty Dumpty. I don't know the one on the left, but they sure look and act like brothers."

 

When we are broken and crushed the King is always ready to pick us up, dust us off, and fellowship with us. The first step is to acknowledge Him as King.

 

“These shall make war with the Lamb, and the Lamb shall overcome them: for he is Lord of lords, and King of kings: and they that are with him are called, and chosen, and faithful.” - Revelation 17:14