Wednesday, March 30, 2011

The Son

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... 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 said 'We didn't come to see this painting. We came
to see the Van  Gogh's, the Rembrandt's. Get on with the Real  bids!' But
still, the auctioneer continued. 'The son! The son! Who'll take the

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 and said 'I'm sorry, but
the auction is over.'
An angry voice came from the crowd '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
Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything!


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