A Knock at the Door That Changed Everything
It happened on an ordinary Tuesday.
Tim was preparing notes for the youth meeting when he heard a knock — slow, deliberate, familiar.
He froze.
His grandmother called out from the hallway.
“Timothy… someone is here for you.”
And when he stepped into the sitting room, the world seemed to tilt.
Pastor Pee stood there.
Thinner.
Grayer.
But with the same fire in his eyes
The Silent Season: What No One Knew
They sat together under the mango tree behind the house — the same place where Pee had once taught Tim about purpose.
For a long moment, neither spoke.
Then the old man exhaled.
“I didn’t leave you, Timothy. I was taken.”
Not kidnapped.
Not harmed.
But called away — abruptly, painfully — into a season he hadn’t chosen.
He had been summoned by the regional mission board to intervene in a crisis in a remote village. A pastor had collapsed under persecution. Families were fleeing. The church was fracturing.
Pee had gone to strengthen what remained.
But the work was heavier than expected.
The opposition fiercer.
The spiritual atmosphere darker.
“I couldn’t write. I couldn’t call. I couldn’t risk exposing the people I was helping.”
And then, quietly:
“And I couldn’t risk exposing you.”
The Breaking and the Remaking
Tim listened as the old man described nights of prayer that felt like wrestling matches.
Days of walking miles to reach scattered believers.
Moments when he thought he would die.
But in that wilderness, something happened.
“God stripped me of noise, Timothy. Of pride. Of hurry. Of the illusion that I was the one holding everything together.”
He looked at Tim with eyes that had seen both fire and ashes.
“I came back because the work there is done. And because the work here… is yours now.”
The Blessing: Passing the Fire Forward
Pee reached into his bag and pulled out a small, worn notebook — the one he used during men’s meetings.
He placed it in Tim’s hands.
“You don’t need me to stand beside you anymore. You’ve become the man I prayed you would be.”
Tim felt his throat tighten.
“But I wasn’t ready.”
The old man smiled.
“No one ever is. That’s why God calls us — not because we’re ready, but because we’re willing.”
Then, in the quiet of the afternoon, Pastor Pee laid his hand on Tim’s shoulder and prayed — not a long prayer, but a weighty one.
A commissioning.
A release.
A passing of the flame.
Do not neglect the gift that is in you, which was given to you when the elders laid their hands upon you
1 Timothy 4:14
The Moment After
When Tim opened his eyes, the old man was watching him with a tenderness he had never seen before.
“Walk worthy, my son. The fire is yours now.”
Ephesians 4:1
And for the first time since Pee disappeared, Tim felt the truth settle in his bones.
He wasn’t the boy who needed guidance.
He was the man who would give it.
Dear Reader, this, brings to an end the series on Apostle Paul and his protégé, Timothy.
A biblical story of mentorship. An older man who showed interest in a younger man and guided him through life. If you are a youngman, are you willing to submit yourself to teaching and discipline now or would you be one of those regretful voices tomorrow that sounds like this……
I was young and foolish but thought I knew it all?
As an older man, which youngman are you pouring into?
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