{"id":9188,"date":"2015-05-26T16:21:45","date_gmt":"2015-05-26T14:21:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.auderset.com\/?p=9188"},"modified":"2015-08-31T22:42:34","modified_gmt":"2015-08-31T20:42:34","slug":"la-maison","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.auderset.com\/en\/la-maison\/","title":{"rendered":"The house"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><\/p>\n<h2><strong>The house<\/strong><\/h2>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.auderset.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/maison.jpg\" alt=\"la maison alain auerset\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>The messenger<\/strong><br \/>\n\u201cOne day this house will be yours!\u201d<br \/>\nThese are the words of Luc, my pastor friend, as he points out the strange building in front of me.<br \/>\n\u201cCome on, Luc\u2026 think about it! I am far too poor to buy it! With my family, we are living below subsistence level, quite honestly, how can you dream up something like that?\u201d<br \/>\nHe doesn\u2019t say anything but has this annoying little smile which people have who know something that you don\u2019t know\u2026<\/p>\n<p><strong>The discreet return<\/strong><br \/>\nThe years have gone by and today, acting as if nothing was up, Luc announces to me:<br \/>\n\u201cThere you are! \u2018The\u2019 house is for sale!\u201d<br \/>\nThat same smile that twists his mouth prevents him from continuing his remarks. But, as they can\u2019t stop themselves, they escape through his eyes and say to me: \u201cWell then? Are you going to buy it?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cGrrroooaaan, Luc! You know as well as I do, my financial situation hasn\u2019t changed, and I\u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201cEh? What are you talking about?\u2026 I didn\u2019t say anything\u2026\u201d<br \/>\nHe has this look of indifference that the guilty have when they want to pass themselves off as innocent by whistling a banal tune.<\/p>\n<p>(Why is it that I don\u2019t manage to have any normal friends!?)<\/p>\n<p><strong>The absent-minded detour<\/strong><br \/>\nThe following morning, as is my habit, I plan to go into the forest, but this twisty path has a mind of its own and because of it I find myself face to face with the building in question.<br \/>\nNow it is my thoughts which, unbeknown to me, are embroidering a whole web of fantasies:<br \/>\n\u201cHmmm\u2026it is true that it would be ideal, my workshop downstairs, my family right above\u2026 cool\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>SLAM! Reality, which \u2013 as everyone knows \u2013 nurtures only aversion for embroidery, slaps me with its implacable logic and brings me out of my daydreams:<br \/>\n\u2018You\u2019re broke! OK?!\u201d<br \/>\nThe following day, same again, the path, taking advantage of my inattention (I often have my head in the clouds), deposits me right at the same spot (oh, very clever!)<br \/>\n\u201cOK, Lord, let\u2019s get things straight; in this world, things don\u2019t work like that, you need money to get a building\u2026 do you understand?\u201d<br \/>\nI sense then that He has the same smile of connivance as Luc\u2026 (those two are hiding something from me\u2026)<\/p>\n<p>I am not deluding myself; Luc, the path, Jesus are going to use their complicity so that every day I (and my vigilante\/distributor of slaps, \u2018reality\u2019) come back to the same starting point. So let\u2019s look at the problem head-on\u2026<\/p>\n<p><strong>The banker<\/strong><br \/>\nHow do you go about buying a house?<br \/>\n(Er\u2026? Instinctively I slide in the direction of the bank\u2026) The local media often talk about me, so much so that the banker recognises me straightaway. From the tone of his voice I have the impression that he is convinced that I must have come by limousine and that my chauffeur is waiting for me outside; I blurt out to him:<br \/>\n\u201cMorning! I would like to buy a house; would you lend me the money?\u201d<br \/>\nHe enthusiastically hands me a form:<br \/>\n\u201cOf course, Mr. Auderset! Kindly note down your monthly salary on this document (a simple formality).\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cMy monthly salary? Er\u2026 it depends on the months (the life of an artist, you know\u2026) my oh my. I don\u2019t understand anything about accounts\u2026<br \/>\nFortunately I have a wizard friend who helps me fill in the form (well\u2026 wizard, accountant; they are one and the same thing!).<\/p>\n<p><strong>The true banker<\/strong><br \/>\nThe figures which the banker discovers have wiped off his welcoming smile, which up till then had resembled in every respect the one that appears in the company\u2019s advertising.<br \/>\n\u201cEr\u2026 Terribly sorry, Sir, I\u2019m afraid it won\u2019t be possible! For us to lend you money, you have to already have some yourself.\u201d<br \/>\nBlimey! I do not understand at all the logic of this bunch of cronies! Their ties must be tied so tightly that they prevent the blood from getting to the brain\u2026 (?!)<\/p>\n<p>Sheepish, facing the house, I explain to God two or three things that he must not have understood properly about the workings of administration in our lowly world, before moving away from it into the forest with him.<br \/>\nA few days later, I receive a strange visit from an elderly couple who explain to me that they had been planning to invest in the stock market (a grown-up thing), but that, after thinking it over, they had felt it would be wiser to invest in the Kingdom of God. It just so happens that a chance conversation with one of my friends led them to me\u2026 In short, they have lent me 100,000 Swiss Francs<\/p>\n<p>(approx. 125,000 Euros), telling me:<br \/>\n\u201cYou have 40 years to pay it back.\u201d<br \/>\nI go back to the bank but this time I don\u2019t go to the counter first, I go straight to knock on the manager\u2019s door (after all, when I pray that\u2019s what I do too, I speak to God directly and not via an intermediary!).<br \/>\nAnd he agrees to lend me the remainder.<\/p>\n<p>Nowadays I live in this house with my little family. Creativity and lots of fun overflow from every part of it. Digging in the cellar, I discovered a notice \u2018evangelical church\u2019. The people who laid the first stones of this building (in the 1800s) planned to make it into a church, a place of worship and human warmth. All the owners that there have been, since its foundation, have each time been servants of God\u2026<br \/>\nI have kept the interior as it was, transforming the pulpit (the thing for preaching) into a drawing table and the large windows into a sprinkler of light. The exotic plants, just like the drawings, have taken over all the walls.<\/p>\n<p>Praise be to the King of kings, the Banker of bankers, his paths are amazing for his most simple servants who allow themselves to be led by Him. He has compassion on them and blesses them in his time.<br \/>\nIn the same time (no connection, but anyway\u2026):<\/p>\n<p>Willy Grunch (my comic book character) wins first prize for Christian comic books at Angoul\u00eame\u200a!!!<br \/>\nA prophet (who is passing through) tells me:\u00a0 \u201cGo, I will send you far away to the nations\u2026\u201d\u00a0 And Boom! In the days that follow,<br \/>\nI am invited for the first time to speak in Spain and in the USA!<\/p>\n<p>Alain Auderset<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The house The messenger \u201cOne day this house will be yours!\u201d These are the words of Luc, my pastor friend, as he points out the strange building in front of me. \u201cCome on, Luc\u2026 think about it! 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