Jesushouse
Today I hanged around at the Münsterplatz for a couple hours watching and talking to some guys from “Jesushouse”. I was surprised at the passion the 15 year old kids would show when talking in front of the crowd about how Christ has changed their life.
And, to my surprise, I was explained why how His love works, in the clearest way I’ve ever heard it… and it came from a 19 year old 
It went something like this:
There’s a sea captain involved, his mother and a sailing boat. The mother of the captain asks him is she can join him on a trip because it’s been so long since she’s had the feeling of adventure in her veins. The captain… loving her mother so much, decides, against all advice from the crew, that she should come along. They are sailing. One day, after a rough storm, one of the crew members comes and informs the captain: “captain… I’m afraid we have a thief on board”. The captain is shocked, and is prompt to take action and say… whoever is caught steeling on my ship will get tied to the main pole and whipped ten times.
A week later the same crew man comes and tells the captain: “Sir, we have caught the thief in the act”. It was the captains mother. What did the captain do? He loved his mother so much that he didn’t want anything to happen to her… but he had to stand up to his word… what could he do?
They tied the mother to the main pole… took the whip out and yelled: “one!” then the whip-man (or whatever you call the guy that does the whipping; ok, let’s call him Sancho), so then Sancho lifts his powerfull arm, holding the whip in his hand and strokes with his whole energy aiming at the womans back… in that split second, the captain jumps in front of his mother and takes the whipping for her.
That’s the first story… now the second one.
There’s a boy and his father, hiking in a forest… this boy has always amazed his father for his great intelligence and curiosity. It’s not common that the boy asks questions that the father can’t answer… so the father has learned to let the son think for himself and look for the best answers… sometimes even to find them better as what he could think up himself. So they are walking in the forest when the boy sees an ant hole and asks his father: “father, if there’s a forest fire… how could I warn these ants so they would not die?”. The father, instinctively thinks that this is an impossible task. He starts considering finding a way that could save the mayority, step on the mound to cover it for example. But knowing his son, answers: “I’m not sure… how do you think we could warn them?”. The son looks at the ants… and as he contemplates the mound he whispers lowly… “well, if I could talk like an ant… and be big like an ant… and look like an ant… then… maybe then, I could warn them.” The father says “yes, that would do it”.
End of story number two.
And so… “For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in Him, shall not perish, but have eternal life” (John 3:16) in a way he could talk to us and we could understand him, in a way he would take our whipping.
Posted by Weston Hankins on April 22nd, 2007 in Literature & Arts, Transcendental Reflections
It reminds me of a story I read sometime in a religious card for children… there’s an angel in heaven and God is talking to him and telling him that he should go to earth… the angel is afraid and says “but what if I have problems? if I need someone to help me? if people are mean to me? or …???” God says “don’t worry there will be someone who will help you out”. The angel is confused and asks, “but who will be that person that will help me out”. God answers: “you will recognize her when you call her Mother”…. or something like that