Satan and birds
May God keep you and bless you. If this doesn’t give you chills, nothing
will…this message is very true. Hope you are all as blessed as I was from
this story. I wonder how many people will delete this without reading it
because of the title on it?
"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 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.
Notes: 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 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 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 more than what God thinks of me.
