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. 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. 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 boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy
and said, "$10?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out
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 to hop 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.
"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 invent guns
and bombs and kill others. I'm really gonna
have fun!"
"And what will you do when you are done with
them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, I'll kill 'em."
"How much do you want for them?"
"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't
no good. Why, if you take them; they'll just
hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and
kill you! You don't want those people!"
"HOW MUCH?"
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All of your
tears, and all of your blood."
Jesus paid the price in full. He picked up the
cage and He opened the door.
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