Gary (gdj) wrote,

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The price...

Someone on my friend's list put this up and I thought it was worth repeating.

A Good Sermon

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," he answered.
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," said the little boy. "They
like birds. I'll take 'em to them."

The pastor was silent for a moment. "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 pastor asked again.

The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and
said, "$10?"

The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten
dollar bill.

He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the
boy was gone.

The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it
to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a
grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the
door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the
birds out, setting them free.

Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the
pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.

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.

Satan replied, "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. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and
bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have

"And what will you do when you get done with them?"
Jesus asked.

"Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly.

"How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked.

"Oh, you don't want those people."

"They ain't no good. Why, you'll 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?" He asked again.

Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your tears,
and all your blood."

Jesus said, "DONE!" Then He paid the price.

The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door
and he walked from the pulpit.

Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash
God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.
Isn't it funny how we believe what the newspapers say,
but question what the Bible says.

Isn't it funny how everyone wants to go to heaven
provided they do not have to believe, think, say, or
do anything the Bible says .. Or is it scary? Isn't
it funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but
still follow Satan (who, by the way, also "believes"
in God).

Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes
through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when
you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people
think twice about sharing.

Isn't it funny how someone can be so fired up
for Christ on Sunday, but be an invisible Christian
the rest of the week.

We may forward jokes and stories but the internet
can also carry the good word. Isn't it funny how when
you go to forward this message, you will not send it
to many on your address list because you're not sure
what they believe, or what they will think of you for
sending it to them.

Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what
other people think of me than what God thinks of me.

Who will pass this on?

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