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 birdcage 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 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.