A Special Easter Message
By
Anonymous
There once was a man named George Thomas, a pastor in a small New
England
town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty,
bent,
old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Several eyebrows were raised
and,
as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak.
* * *
"I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming
toward me, swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three
little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright.
I stopped the lad and
asked, "What you got there, son?"
"Just some old birds," came the reply.
"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.
"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em. I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out
their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time."
"But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do
then?"
"Oh, I got some cats. They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."
For a moment, I was silent. "How much do you want for those
birds, son?"
"Huh??!!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain
old
field birds. They don't sing - they ain't even pretty!"
"How much?"
The boy sized me up, looking at me as if I were crazy and said, "$10?".
I reached in my pocket and took out a ten dollar bill, and
placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.
I picked up the cage and carried it as gently as possible to the end of the
alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. I set the cage down,
opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out,
to set them free.
Well, that explains the empty bird cage here on the pulpit, now listen to
this story I have to tell.
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just
come
from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting.
"Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a
trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!"
"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and
divorce
each other. How to hate and abuse each other. How to drink and smoke and
curse. How to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna
have fun!"
"And what will you do when you get done with them?", Jesus asked.
"Oh, I'll kill 'em."
"How much do you want for them?"
"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you take
them
and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you!
You
don't want those people!!"
"How much?"
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your tears, and all your
blood."
Jesus paid the price.
* * *
Pastor Thomas picked up the cage, he opened the cage door, and he walked
from the
pulpit.
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