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A railroad worker brought his son to work one day, to show him what his father did for a living. "See Son, pull this lever and the bridge goes up so the boats can pass. Push it so the bridge goes down so the trains can pass." His son was excited about his dad's job. Lunch came along and they were sitting and eating. All of a sudden the train-horn sounded, and it was time to lower the bridge. The little boy raced over to the stairs, and started climbing up to the lever. Losing his balance he fell and landed himself in the large gears beneath the stairs.
His father panicked and tried to reach his son. The train horn sounded yet again, and it was time to make a decision. Hundreds of people on that train are going to die, or his son is going to die. After a painful moment, he turned away from his son and reached for the lever. In tears he pushed the lever, and lowered the bridge. The scream of his own son filled the air.
As the train passed with the hundreds of people who were just saved on account of a horrifying sacrifice, the father screamed at the carts, "Don't you see what happened! Don't you see what I gave for you!" The people laughing, drinking, and carrying on to their own business didn't even see the father screaming, or know of what he did for them.
The Father allowed his Son to be killed, for the many people passing by on the train.
God the Father allowed his Son to be brutally murdered in order to save us. Unfortunately, some of us refuse to believe we are in any form of danger - just as the passengers had no idea the bridge was up. Some of us cannot hear the Father crying out, because of other distractions.
A railroad worker brought his son to work one day, to show him what his father did for a living. "See Son, pull this lever and the bridge goes up so the boats can pass. Push it so the bridge goes down so the trains can pass." His son was excited about his dad's job. Lunch came along and they were sitting and eating. All of a sudden the train-horn sounded, and it was time to lower the bridge. The little boy raced over to the stairs, and started climbing up to the lever. Losing his balance he fell and landed himself in the large gears beneath the stairs.
His father panicked and tried to reach his son. The train horn sounded yet again, and it was time to make a decision. Hundreds of people on that train are going to die, or his son is going to die. After a painful moment, he turned away from his son and reached for the lever. In tears he pushed the lever, and lowered the bridge. The scream of his own son filled the air.
As the train passed with the hundreds of people who were just saved on account of a horrifying sacrifice, the father screamed at the carts, "Don't you see what happened! Don't you see what I gave for you!" The people laughing, drinking, and carrying on to their own business didn't even see the father screaming, or know of what he did for them.
The Father allowed his Son to be killed, for the many people passing by on the train.
God the Father allowed his Son to be brutally murdered in order to save us. Unfortunately, some of us refuse to believe we are in any form of danger - just as the passengers had no idea the bridge was up. Some of us cannot hear the Father crying out, because of other distractions.
