The Whipping

The Whipping

There was a class of young people that no teacher was able to handle. Two or three teachers had been run off from school this year by these young people…. There was a class of young people that no teacher was able to handle. Two or three teachers had been run off from school this year by these young people. Finally, a young man out of college heard about the class and applied to the school. The principal asked the young man “Do you not know what you are asking for, no one has been able to handle these young people, you are just asking for a terrible beating.” After a few moments of silent prayer, the young man looked at the principal and said: “Sir, with your consent I accept the challenge, just give me a trial basis.” The next morning the young man reported for class. He said to the class “Young people, I came here today to conduct school, but I realize I can’t do it by myself, I must have your help.” One big boy, they called Big Tom, in the back of the room whispered to his buddies, “I’ll not need any help, I can lick that little bird all by myself.” The young teacher told the class if they are to have school, there

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Why Do We Crucify Him Again?

Why Do We Crucify Him Again?

I say something rude to someone who’s lost, And I’ve ruined my witness, But they will pay the cost. –So I nail in the nails.   Can anyone see the… I say something rude to someone who’s lost, And I’ve ruined my witness, But they will pay the cost. –So I nail in the nails.   Can anyone see the Lord through me, Or do they simply see my sins? Am I living the life Christ wants me to, Am I living the life of man? –So I plunge in the spear.   And when I fail to pray, and my conversations with Him fade, Does He patiently wait for my call, Though it causes Him pain? –And I place the thorns upon His brow.   I lead a life of double standards, One day good, the next one bad. Can He quietly stand by When He sees all I could have had? –And I ridicule my Lord once again.   For you see, Each time we turn our backs, and return to the world of sin, It is then that you and I, We crucify Him again. — Brandy Cambell (12th grade) Meditation: For if we sin willfully after we have received the knowledge of the truth, there no longer remains a sacrifice for sins, but a certain fearful expectation of

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The Folded Napkin; A Truckers Story

The Folded Napkin; A Truckers Story

If this doesn’t light your fire … your wood is wet! I try not to be biased, but I had my doubts about hiring Stevie. His placement counselor assured me… If this doesn’t light your fire … your wood is wet! I try not to be biased, but I had my doubts about hiring Stevie. His placement counselor assured me that he would be a good, reliable busboy. But I had never had a mentally handicapped employee and wasn’t sure I wanted one. I wasn’t sure how my customers would react to Stevie. He was short, a little dumpy with the smooth facial features and thick-tongued speech of Downs Syndrome. I wasn’t worried about most of my trucker customers because truckers don’t generally care who buses tables as long as the meatloaf platter is good and the pies are homemade. The four-wheeler drivers were the ones who concerned me; the mouthy college kids traveling to school; the yuppie snobs who secretly polish their silverware with their napkins for fear of catching some dreaded “truck stop germ,” the pairs of white-shirted business men on expense accounts who think every truck stop waitress wants to be flirted with. I knew those people would be uncomfortable around Stevie, so I closely watched him for the first few weeks. I shouldn’t have worried. After

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A Salvation Story

A Salvation Story

After a few of the usual Sunday evening hymns, the church’s pastor once again slowly stood up, walked over to the pulpit, and gave a very brief introduction of his… After a few of the usual Sunday evening hymns, the church’s pastor once again slowly stood up, walked over to the pulpit, and gave a very brief introduction of his childhood friend. With that, an elderly man stepped up to the pulpit to speak, “A father, his son, and a friend of his son were sailing off the Pacific Coast,” he began, “when a fast approaching storm blocked any attempt to get back to shore. The waves were so high, that even though the father was an experienced sailor, he could not keep the boat upright, and the three were swept into the ocean.” The old man hesitated for a moment, making eye contact with two teenagers who were, for the first time since the service began, looking somewhat interested in his story. He continued, “Grabbing a rescue line, the father had to make the most excruciating decision of his life….to which boy he would throw the other end of the line. He only had seconds to make the decision. The father knew that his son was a Christian, and he also knew that his son’s friend was not. The

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