God's Grace Thanks Pat Fannin!

Thanks Pat!




It isn't funny at all. I won't send this to a few who have previously replied that they don't want these types of messages. Those who believe in the good pastor's message will appreciate this as we do.



Sam



and Jeanette Kegley





----- Original Message -----

From: Pat Fannin

To: skegley@columbus.rr.com

Sent: Wednesday, April 14, 2010 20:37

Subject: Fw: God's Grace













----- Forwarded Message ----

From: Pat Fannin

To: S & J kegley

Sent: Wed, April 14, 2010 9:16:26 AM

Subject: FW: God's Grace



















God's Grace





It is a shame but this message is very true. Hope you are all as blessed

as I was by this story. I wonder how many people will delete this

without reading it because of the title.





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.



Note: 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. 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 we can be more worried about what other people

think of us than what God thinks of us?



I pray, for everyone who sends this to their entire address book, that

God will bless them in a special way.