Brother Lee

In Aden Ohio, there was a young man 19 years old named Michael Stamper. He barely finished high school, because he missed school a lot. He graduated at the bottom of his class, the class of 1941. All of the boys at the top of class already had jobs waiting on them after graduation in the places their fathers were already working. The girls already had picked out who they were going to marry and all that. The Fathers and Mothers of Aden didn’t want their daughters to have any thing to do with Michael because his father was an alcoholic and his uncles and grandfather, he came from a long line of alcoholics. The community held a view that "No Stamper would ever amount to anything, never have and never will."

Michael tried to find work, he tried every business in town. They said no, and not only did they not want him working for them, but they didn’t even want him in their stores or place of business. They wasn’t very kind about it and made it very clear he was not to come back. The last place even gave him two cans of beans, to get him to leave.

Michael decided to leave Aden. All Michael had to leave with was the two cans of beans and one change of clothes. He wrapped the beans and pants in the shirt, and tied it on a stick. He threw the stick over his shoulder and started walking down the railroad tracks out of town. When he got about seven miles out of town, he started thinking what if he couldn’t find a job in the next town either? He made up his mind that if he couldn’t find a job, he would just start robbing banks and hold up people and take their money. He had already whipped everyone around that was his size and bigger, so he would make a great robber, maybe as famous as Jesse James or Bonnie and Clyde. As much as people had done to him, it was time they paid, and to him.

About that time the 5:00 train was on it’s way to Aden and was coming this way now. Michael stepped off to the side of the tracks, where he wouldn’t be hit. While he was standing there watching the train go by, he saw a man jump from the train. Michael had seen a lot of hobo’s jump off trains before. Most of them waited until the train was closer to town and slowing down. This one jumped off at full speed, and way out here. He must be new at this, because he didn’t even know how to break his fall when landing. This one bounced and flipped every which way before coming to a stop, not far from where Michael was standing. After the train had passed, Michael walked over to where the man was getting up off the ground. He was an old man, far too old to be jumping off trains. Michael said Old man your going to kill yourself jumping off trains going that fast. The gray haired man looked at Michael and declared "I jump when God says jump, I don’t ask why or where!" Michael had heard a few stories from the Bible, but not many seeing how he or his family had never gone to church.

The gray haired man introduced himself as Brother Lee, a minister spreading the word of God. Michael told the man his name, and hoped he had not heard of the Stampers, or of their reputation. Michael said, "Well I’m going this way and I better be moving on." He told the gray haired man that Aden was just a few miles in the other direction. Brother Lee said, I’m not headed to Aden.

Michael said, "You just came from this direction on the train." Brother Lee said, "It doesn’t matter in what direction you were going, but in the direction that you are going now, that matters." So the two men started walking together. It was a long way, about fifty miles to the next town. Michael told Brother Lee he was lucky the train conductor didn’t find him on the train, or he would have been beaten, then thrown off. Brother Lee said, " I had a ticket , a first class ticket to ride coach." Michael said, "You mean to tell me you jumped off a train that you had paid to ride on ?" Brother Lee said, "I jump when God says jump, I go where he says go and I don’t ask him why." Michael said why do you think he had you , up and jump off the train like that? Brother Lee said, "I don’t think about it, that would be like asking why. Maybe it was to show you the way." Michael said all I have to do is stay on the tracks and I ll find the next town, I didn’t need you to jump off a train to show me how to get there. Michael said , All I need is a job to make some money. Brother Lee said, "Well I didn’t know that you were all taken care of, I thought maybe it was you I was suppose to help. Michael said he didn’t need nobody or no religion, he could do fine on his own.

Brother Lee asked if he had ever been to church? Michael said he hadn’t the time, he was too busy for church. Brother Lee asked if he had time would he go? Michael said he already knew all he needed to know about the Bible, it was just a bunch of stories about people building boats and floods and stuff like that, it wasn’t true anyway. Brother Lee said Did you know there is an angel named Michael? Michael said No he didn’t know that. Brother Lee told Michael the story of how the angel Michael fought the Devil and cast him out of Heaven. Michael said Well thats just a story. Brother Lee explained to him that nothing in the Bible was just a story, it was all true. I preach the word of God. Brother Lee started preaching as they walked, just like he was in a church with hundreds of people listening. He started out with "In the beginning God created the heaven and earth." Brother lee managed to quote the whole book of Genesis before dark. Michael was pretending not to listen.

They stopped and built a fire to stay warm by and to heat up the cans of beans Michael had. Michael told Brother Lee how he had come about having the beans. Brother Lee told him God had given him the two cans of beans, because God knew they would be out there and hungry. Michael said Well preacher you see it one way, and I see it another. After they ate Brother Lee was tired and turned in for the night, but before he did, he laid down the Bible on the log they had used to sit on by the fire. It was in plain sight for Michael to see. Michael laid there looking up at the stars. The words of Brother Lee kept going around in his head and he couldn’t sleep. He got up and put some more wood on the fire. He saw Brother Lee’s Bible laying on the log. Michael picked up the Bible and started reading it by the fire. Michael stayed up all night reading that Bible. The next morning Brother Lee awakened and watched Michael reading for a while, before getting up. Michael quickly laid down the Bible and pretended to stur the fire. Brother Lee said That’s what the Bible is for, it’s for people to read. Let him that thirst, drink. Michael denied seeing it there, or that he had picked it up and was reading it.

After the two had got under way again. Michael asked how big is your church anyway? Brother Lee said I don’t have a church, not a building anyway. We hold church outside or at members homes, in barns or where ever. Michael said I never heard of having church in a barn, why would you even think of having church in a barn. Brother Lee said God’s son Jesus was born in a stable and laid in a manger. If that was where God choose for his son to be born, why couldn’t we hold worship services in one too. Brother Lee explained that there had been a church in the community for many years, it was in bad need of repair before the Depression started. The years of weather finally done the building in last winter, when a very large snow fell and the roof couldn’t hold up anymore.

Brother Lee offered to let Michael stay with him, while he looked for work. Michael said No thanks, I don’t need preached to night and day. I’ll find a place were I can be alone. Brother Lee said There is still a shack behind where the church had stood. It was used to keep the hay in to feed the minister’s horse that was there before him. I keep a few bales there now to feed my mule. Michael said It couldn’t be worse than where he had been living, the shack he and his family were living in had so many holes in it, you didn’t have to go outside to see which way the wind was blowing. They arrived at the shack and Michael moved in by throwing the stick in that had his change of clothes tied to it.

Michael looked all over for work, the only place that would give him a try was a sawmill. It was hard work and only paid 25 cents a day for 12 hours work, it was also 10 miles from the shack. It took Michael two hours walking to get there, and close to three hours to get home because he was so tired. Brother Lee stopped by one evening to see how Michael was doing and to see if he needed anything. The young mans pride said No I’m doing fine. Brother Lee said I thought you might be interested in riding my mule back and forth to work instead of walking. Michael said I sure would, his pride now put behind him. Brother Lee said Good, the mule is for rent. Michael who had started to reach for the rains, said For rent? Michael thought about the long miles and said How much? Brother Lee said I’ll rent him by the week, the price is you attend church on Sunday and you ride all week, you miss on Sunday and you walk all week. Michael said OK and reached for the rains. Brother Lee said You pay in advance, your credit is no good with me. Brother Lee climbed up on the mule and said You have till Sunday to make sure if you still want to rent the mule.

Those next few days were even harder to walk, thinking about he could have been riding instead. Sunday came and Michael was the first one there, and then Brother Lee. Michael asked Why Brother Lee had been so hard on him and not let him ride the mule before Sunday, but instead had made him walk. Brother Lee said I wanted you to know there was another choice, and to give you time to think about the differences between the two. It’s like the road of life, it has a starting point and a ending point, the way you travel the road makes alot of difference. Walking is how you have been traveling and riding is how you could be traveling. The church offers a different way for you to travel than the way you have been traveling. The mule is yours now if you want it, you don’t even have to stay, the choice is yours.

But wouldn’t you even like to see what you are missing out on. Michael said I can take the mule and go now right? Brother Lee said Thats right, you don’t have to stay if you don’t want too. Michael climbed on the mules back and rode off. It was Sunday December 7,1941.

Brother Lee stopped by to check on Michael weekly to see how he was doing. Michael would say just fine, things are going great. The sawmill had a government contract for lumber to build barrects. Everyone got a raise and is making more money. The government has strict requirements on the grade of lumber, so there is a lot of lumber that don’t make the cut. Michael is buying up most of it to build him a house with. Michael had even bought an acre of land close by the shack. He had started building on it already. Brother Lee would help guide him on how to frame up the outside walls strong enough to support a roof. Brother Lee always invited Michael to come to church on Sundays but Michael said No, He worked five days at the mill and worked on his house on Saturdays. Sundays he was just going to sleep late and be lazy if he wanted too. His plans didn’t have church in it.

Michael got all the outside finished, the roof on, everything but dividing the inside up into rooms. Michael received a letter from Uncle Sam, he was drafted into the Army. He had five days to report for active service. Brother Lee had a long talk with him before him left on the bus. Michael just said the samething as he’d always said I’m OK I don’t need anyone and I don’t need church. Brother Lee told him to write and he would write him too. One letter came from Michael, it was while he was in Hawaii. He said all those days at the sawmill paid off, boot camp was a breeze, I learned to swim in the ocean, I didn’t think 250 lbs of pure muscles could float. My outfit is shipping out soon. Michael.

Six months went by with out a word from Michael. One day an official looking letter came from a Chaplain in Hawaii. It said I’m sorry to inform you that Michael Stamper was on a plane shot down in the Pacific with no survivors. Enclosed is a letter he requested to be sent to you if something was to happen to him.

The letter said:
Brother Lee,

If your reading this, it means I’m not coming home to finish the house. I was thinking maybe the church could use it, instead of a barn to hold services in. All those times you tried to get me to go to church I wished I would have went. But I thought I had plenty of time. I picked up a tiny Bible today, not as big as a regular size one, but pocket size. I seen it in the window of a store here and something told me to go in and buy it, I guess just like when you jumped off the train the day we meet. I just wish we had more time together.

Michael

The church started having meetings there the next Sunday. Years pasted and every Sunday the Church would hold services there. The Newspaper read JAPAN SURRENDERS!, and the church decided to hold a revival two months later, after the boys came home. It was the first night of the revival, Brother Lee gave the invitation. A skinny man rose up out of the back row. He might have weighed eighty pounds. He walked very slowly down the isle towards the alter where Brother Lee was Standing. He must have been a very old man, his head was bald and his eyes sunken in. There was no muscle just bones, with skin on it, but he was walking. Another man in uniform was walking behind the man to catch him if he was to fall. When the man got to where Brother Lee was, he spoke with a voice that was like a whisper and said "I jump when God says jump." Silence came over the church and the man following behind in uniform spoke up and said this man was a prisoner of war for three years. He was beaten and starved the whole time. The living conditions were terrible, they were covered with lice and dirt. We don’t see how any of them survived. The other men said that if it wasn’t for this man, they all would have died. He told them about God as it was told to him by Brother Lee. The Bible stories and faith was all that kept them alive threw it for the long years. This man was picked up by the Japanese after he had parachuted from a plane that was later shot down with no survivors. His name is Michael Stamper, out side are twenty nine other men that would like to hear you preach, there wasn’t enough room for them to come inside, some of them are too weak to get out of the truck.

Brother Lee and Michael went outside and met with all the men outside and in the truck. It took all night to speak to them and to listen to them. Later after Michael got his strength he told Brother Lee that soon after he bought the Bible he had turned his life over to Christ and he was on a plane that was flying him back to Hawaii for reassignment back to the states. God told him to jump and he did. A Japanese ship seen his parachute and picked him up out of the water. It wasn’t until after the war, that he found out Zeroes had shot down the plain he was in and there were no survivors. The Japanese kept us in a pen like animals. They gave us each only one cup of rice per day and the ones that were sick did not get a cup. So we would pass around a cup and each one would give a little of their rice. We gave the rice to the ones that were sick, so they would not die from starvation and prayed for them. We had nothing but the little Bible I bought to read, and we took turns reading out loud to each other. We read it from front to back many times in the years there. All of us decided we wanted you to baptize us when we got back. As each of the men got strong enough they came back and was baptized, many of them brought back wives and children to be baptized too later on.

Brother Lee has retired now, many were called from his work and they continue to Jump when God says Jump.

Written by: Johnny lee Hall
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