I heard the following story a number of years ago. I don't know if it's an actually story from
history, or a parable, but it had an impact on me when I heard it, and I wanted to share it with you:
When the California gold fever broke out, a man went there, leaving his wife in New England with his boy. As soon as he got on and was successful he was to send for them. It was a long time before he succeeded, but at last he got money enough to send for them. The wife's heart leaped with joy.
She took her boy to New York, got on board a Pacific steamer, and sailed away to San Francisco. They had not been long at sea before the cry of
"Fire! fire!" rang through the ship, and rapidly it gained on them. There was a powder magazine on board, and the captain knew the moment the fire reached the powder, every man, woman, and child must perish. They got out the life-boats, but they were too small! In a minute they were overcrowded. The last one was just pushing away, when the mother pleaded with them to take her and her boy. "No, they said, "we have got as many as we can hold." She entreated them so earnestly that at last they said
they would take one more.
Do you think she leaped into that boat and left her boy to die? No! She seized her boy, gave him one last
hug, kissed him, and dropped him over into the boat. "My boy," she said, "if you live to see your father, tell him I died in your place."
This is a tiny example of what Christ has done for us. He laid down his life for us. He died that we might live.
What an
incredible thought for each of us as we go into this busy day!
Have a great day and God bless!
