SteveR Loc: Michigan

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 do you have there, son?"
"Just some old birds," came the reply.
"What are you going to 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 a 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 are 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 and walked from the pulpit.

I thank God everyday for my blessed life. I'm not rich, but I'm healthy, have a roof over my head, clothes on my back, food on my table, a family that loves me and lifelong friends to get me through. I'd say I have a lot to be thankful for, AMEN


I did not write this. It was sent to me by email, but I wanted to pass it on to my UHH friends....all of them. Have a great day.

Steve

Remoman Loc: Someplace Remote Near LA

Very nice!

St3v3M Loc: 35,000 feet

Everyday a gift!

Yoos2 Loc: BC Canada

Good stuff Steve, right on the mark as usual.
John

tlbuljac Loc: Oklahoma

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jimbo70 Loc: Orange Park, FL.

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MagicFad Loc: Clermont, FL

While we were still sinners, He died for us. There is nothing we can do to make Him love us more. There is nothing we can do to make Him love us less. We are blessed!

Thank you for the post!

Mulachabu Loc: Sydney Australia

Just too silly for words, come on grow up the kids are watching.

oldmalky Loc: West Midlands,England.

funny how it is never gods fault.

LaughBrian Loc: Tn

Nice post. Thank you.
Brian

sixshooter Loc: constitution state

HUH? A young boy openly admits to a pastor that he plans to toucher and kill some animals. The pastor then open himself up to a little extortion, by suggesting it...Satan (who talks like a redneck) came from the garden of Eden to talk to Jesus.. A place that pre-dates both of their existence's according to your own theology: Has a conversation that makes no sense in relation to biblical stories and timelines. All of this exemplified by a nonsensical Birdcage sermon on Easter. This prompted you to post your Christian gratitude??http://www.uglyhedgehog.com/compose_reply.jsp?topicnum=99778&postnum=1693250#

Shakey Loc: Traveling again to Norway and other places.

I respect your right to express your opinion, Mulachabu. Maybe you have yet to learn of the deep dark place the human mind can desend to. It's a place where you'll scream for someone or something to come into your life to lift you up and give you a faith that sustains you. That someone will bring love and light that changes you life, and your attitude to others. May the blessings of peace and love always be yours.

Mulachabu Loc: Sydney Australia

Shakey Loc: Traveling again to Norway and other places.

Fabricated reality sounds like something we imagine, which may include: happiness, love, emotion, conviction . . . . . we can all add to the list. I hope you are able to help those in that dark place you visit.

Mulachabu Loc: Sydney Australia

Imagination implies an awareness that what one imagines may stray from reality, it's a creative process, were as fabricated infers (to me) a deliberately created distortion intended to present itself as reality but is in effect a source of mis-information.