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Dec 22, 2004 16:47

stol this from jess who got it as an email from a friend...

"email from a friend........
> Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father."
>
>
> Yes, I do Love God.
>
> HE is my source of existence and Savior.
>
> He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I will
> be nothing. But, with Christ, HE strengthens me. (Phil 4:13)
>
>
> THE POEM
> I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt
> and said a hurried prayer,
> And jumped up off my knees.
> My Christian duty was now done
> My soul could rest at ease.
> All day long I had no time
> To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
> They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
> No time, no time, too much to do,
> That was my constant cry,
> No time to give to souls in need
> But at last the time, the time to die.
> I went before the Lord, I came,
I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the book of life.
> God looked into his book and said
> "Your name I cannot find.
> I once was going to write it down...
> But never found the time"
>
>
> There once was a man named George Thomas, 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.
> 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?"
> "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 will you 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 fun!"
"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 blood, tears and your life."
Jesus said, "DONE!"
Then He paid the price.

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