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Tuesday, November 8, 2005 - God and Geese

This was touching...just thought I'd share it...

God and the Geese

There was once a man who didn't believe in God, and he didn't hesitate to

let others know how he felt about religion and religious holidays.

His wife, however, did believe, and she raised their children to also have

faith in God and Jesus, despite his disparaging comments.

One snowy Eve, his wife was taking their children to service in the farm

community in which they lived. They were to talk about Jesus' birth. She

asked him to come, but he refused.

"That story is nonsense!" he said. "Why would God lower Himself to come

to Earth as a man? That's ridiculous!"

So she and the children left, and he stayed home.

A while later, the winds grew stronger and the snow turned into a blizzard.

As the man looked out the window, all he saw was a blinding snowstorm. He

sat down to relax before the fire for the evening. Then he heard a loud thump.

Something had hit the window. Then another thump. He looked out, but couldn't

see more than a few feet.

When the snow let up a little, he ventured outside to see what could have been

beating on his window. In the field near his house he saw a flock of wild geese.

Apparently they had been flying south for the winter when they got caught in the

snowstorm and couldn't go on. They were lost and stranded on his farm, with no

food or shelter. They just flapped their wings and flew around the field in low circles,

blindly and aimlessly. A couple of them had flown into his window, it seemed.

The man felt sorry for the geese and wanted to help them. The barn would be a

great place for them to stay, he thought. It's warm and safe; surely they could spend

the night and wait out the storm. So he walked over to the barn and opened the doors

wide, then watched and waited, hoping they would notice the open barn and go inside.

But the geese just fluttered around aimlessly and didn't seem to notice the barn or

realize what it could mean for them.

The man tried to get their attention, but that just seemed to scare them, and they

moved further away. He went into the house and came with some bread, broke it up,

and made a bread crumb trail leading to the barn. They still didn't catch on.

Now he was getting frustrated. He got behind them and tried to shoo them toward

the barn, but they only got more scared and scattered in every direction except toward

the barn. Nothing he did could get them to go into the barn where they would be warm

and safe.

"Why don't they follow me?!" he exclaimed. "Can't they see this is the only place

where they can survive the storm?"

He thought for a moment and realized that they just wouldn't follow a human. "If only

I were a goose, then I could save them," he said out loud.

Then he had an idea. He went into the barn, got one of his own geese, and carried it

in his arms as he circled around behind the flock of wild geese. He then released it.

His goose flew through the flock and straight into the barn -- and one-by-one, the

other geese followed it to safety.

He stood silently for a moment as the words he had spoken a few minutes earlier

replayed in his mind: "If only I were a goose, then I could save them!" Then he

thought about what he had said to his wife earlier. "Why would God want to be like

us? That's ridiculous!"

Suddenly it all made sense. That is what God had done. We were like the geese --

blind, lost, perishing. God had His Son become like us so He could show us the

way and save us. As the winds and blinding snow died down, his soul became

quiet and pondered this wonderful thought. Suddenly he understood why Christ

had come.

Years of doubt and disbelief vanished with the passing storm. He fell to his knees

in the snow, and prayed his first prayer:

"Thank You, God, for coming in human form to get me out of the storm!"

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Tuesday, November 8, 2005 - Wow!

Wow! What a great story! I have total goose-bumps---no pun intended! :)
Thanks for sharing that. I know just who to pass it on to..
Melissa

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Tuesday, November 8, 2005 - Beautiful

That was a beautiful story. I'm going to try to remember that if I'm ever confronted with that question. That was wonderful. Thanks for posting it.

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