What’s happening?: Christian has made it to the Interpreter’s House on his way to the Celestial City. The Interpreter has already shown him several different parables…
The Interpreter then led Christian to an enormous castle. At the front of this castle there stood a large group of men, all anxious to enter, but afraid of the mighty giants who guarded its gate. A little to one side, a table sat. A scribe sat at the table with pen poised, ready to write down the name of anyone who would enter. Christian glanced at the book and saw that its name was The Lamb’s Book of Life.
All of a sudden, a man walked up to the desk. “Put down my name sir!” he said and then he put on his armor. His armor consisted of a brilliant, two-edged, sword, (known as the Sword of the Spirit) a Breastplate of Righteousness, the Helmet of Salvation, the Belt of Truth, and the Shoes of the Gospel of Peace. (If you would like to learn more about this armor, click Here)
A few minutes later the man charged into battle against the giants, who saw him coming. The battle raged fiercely for a while as the giants called for reinforcements. But soon they saw that there was no hope for winning, as the man, sword zinging, and slashing, hacked his way steadily into the gate. All at once the commander called out for mercy. “Mercy did you say?” replied the man (with another slash) “I should destroy you all! However I will show compassion on you rogues. Where is the key to the dungeon?”
“Here” said the commander as, whimpering, they clambered down the stairs to the dungeon. Then the man locked them in and went to the top of the wall where he threw the key into the moat. Soon others joined them on the wall where they sang praises to the Lamb that was slain.
The Interpreter turned to Christian and asked him if he knew what it meant. “I think sir,” answered Christian, “That the meaning is this. If we, with God’s help, persevere to the end, we will be granted all the glories of heaven. Also, that no matter how hard or impossible the situation seems, I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”
“You are correct in you answer!” replied the Interpreter.
A few hours later, Christian set out from the Interpreters house for a little hill called Golgotha. Now there was a fine lane going from the Interpreter’s House, all the way to the skull shaped hill. On either side of this lane was a high wall. I saw that this lane’s name was Salvation. Christian hurried as fast as he could in his burdened condition (for the Interpreter had informed him that relief from his burdened was not far away). Soon he was climbing up the steep hill. At the base of the hill was an open tomb, at the top, a cross. As Christian reached the crest of the hill, his burden tumbled from his back and fell down the hill.