Barnabas Ministries UK

Rev. E. Anderson

KAREN AND THE DUSTCART 

Text: ‘And Jesus said, Suffer little children to come unto Me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of heaven’. 

PLEASE MAY I RIDE THE DUSTCART??????? 

That is what Karen Poole asked the driver. And he, of course, said, ‘NO’. But three miles away she was snatched to safety minutes before the rubbish went up in flames. 

The Green-Painted Dustcart pulled up nearby and the crew began emptying the bins. Karen made her shy request to driver Alec Dean behind the wheel…..He shook his head.   So when no was looking, Karen climbed aboard at the back and hid among the refuse.  There were Heinz Beans tins, broken umbrellas, discarded false teeth, ashes, old newspapers, potato peelings, pea shells, old comics and magazines, but Karen didn’t mind: she was on the Dustcart and was all that mattered. 

But other children had seen her get aboard and they told her mother. Mrs. Poole phoned the police and the frantic search began. A Radio message was flashed to squad cars with a description of Karen and the Dustcart.

Driver Dean knew nothing of the panic.      He trundled on at a steady 10 miles per hour until he reached the depot at Witton. There police were waiting. An immediate check was made of the cart before its contents were tipped on to a conveyor belt and fed to the furnace of a destructor. 

Karen smiled impishly as she was lifted down. And then, on an empty cart, she demonstrated how she climbed up. ‘It was easy’, she said. Later that night, when Karen was safely back home she said to her mother, ‘I’ll never ride on a lorry again’. You imagine all the chaos and concern that Karen’s escapade had caused!!!!! 

Children are very important. The Birmingham police think so and so does Jesus…..