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My Son
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Posted on: 25th Jul 2015
Take my Son.....
A
wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had
everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would
often sit together and admire the great works of
art..
When the Vietnam conflict broke
out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle
while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved
deeply for his only son.
About
a month later, just before Christmas, there
was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large
package in his hands..
He
said, 'Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son
gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to
safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly...
He often talked about you, and your love for art.' The young man held
out this package. 'I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great
artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have
this.'
The father opened
the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man.
He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality
of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that
his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and
offered to pay him for the picture.. 'Oh, no sir, I could never repay
what your son did for me. It's a gift.'
The
father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to
his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed
them any of the other great works he had
collected.
The
man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his
paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the
great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their
collection.
On
the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his
gavel. 'We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who
will bid for this picture?'
There
was silence...
There
was silence...
Then
a voice in the back of the room shouted, 'We want to see the famous
paintings. Skip this one.'
But
the auctioneer persisted. 'Will somebody bid for this painting? Who
will start the bidding? $100, $200?'
Another
voice angrily. 'We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see
the Van Gogh's, the Rembrandts. Get on with the Real
bids!'
But
still the auctioneer continued. 'The son! The son! Who'll take the
son?'
Finally,
a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime
gardener of the man and his son. 'I'll give $10 for the painting...'
Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.
'We
have $10, who will bid $20?'
'Give
it to him for $10. Let's see the masters.'
The
crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the
son.
They
wanted the more worthy investments for their
collections.
The
auctioneer pounded the gavel.. 'Going once, twice, SOLD for
$10!'
A
man sitting on the second row shouted, 'Now let's get on with the
collection!'
The
auctioneer laid down his gavel. 'I'm sorry, the auction is
over.'
'What
about the paintings?'
'I am sorry.
When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a
secret stipulation in the will... I was not allowed to reveal that
stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be
auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire
estate, including the paintings.
The
man who took the son gets everything!'
God
gave His
son over 2,000 years ago to die on the Cross. Much like the
auctioneer, His message today is: 'The Son, the Son, who'll take the
Son?'
Because,
you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything!
FOR GOD SO
LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHO SO EVER BELIEVETH,
SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE...THAT'S LOVE
A
wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had
everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would
often sit together and admire the great works of
art..
When the Vietnam conflict broke
out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle
while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved
deeply for his only son.
About
a month later, just before Christmas, there
was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large
package in his hands..
He
said, 'Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son
gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to
safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly...
He often talked about you, and your love for art.' The young man held
out this package. 'I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great
artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have
this.'
The father opened
the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man.
He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality
of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that
his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and
offered to pay him for the picture.. 'Oh, no sir, I could never repay
what your son did for me. It's a gift.'
The
father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to
his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed
them any of the other great works he had
collected.
The
man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his
paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the
great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their
collection.
On
the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his
gavel. 'We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who
will bid for this picture?'
There
was silence...
There
was silence...
Then
a voice in the back of the room shouted, 'We want to see the famous
paintings. Skip this one.'
But
the auctioneer persisted. 'Will somebody bid for this painting? Who
will start the bidding? $100, $200?'
Another
voice angrily. 'We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see
the Van Gogh's, the Rembrandts. Get on with the Real
bids!'
But
still the auctioneer continued. 'The son! The son! Who'll take the
son?'
Finally,
a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime
gardener of the man and his son. 'I'll give $10 for the painting...'
Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.
'We
have $10, who will bid $20?'
'Give
it to him for $10. Let's see the masters.'
The
crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the
son.
They
wanted the more worthy investments for their
collections.
The
auctioneer pounded the gavel.. 'Going once, twice, SOLD for
$10!'
A
man sitting on the second row shouted, 'Now let's get on with the
collection!'
The
auctioneer laid down his gavel. 'I'm sorry, the auction is
over.'
'What
about the paintings?'
'I am sorry.
When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a
secret stipulation in the will... I was not allowed to reveal that
stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be
auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire
estate, including the paintings.
The
man who took the son gets everything!'
God
gave His
son over 2,000 years ago to die on the Cross. Much like the
auctioneer, His message today is: 'The Son, the Son, who'll take the
Son?'
Because,
you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything!
FOR GOD SO
LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHO SO EVER BELIEVETH,
SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE...THAT'S LOVE
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