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Today's Topics:
1. RE: Fw: Object lesson - God's Grace (John Martindale)
2. RE: Fw: Object lesson - God's Grace (Craig Williams)
3. RE: Fw: Object lesson - God's Grace (Hall, Rodney CTR NNSY, C210)
4. Re: Fw: Object lesson - God's Grace (Seibert Family)
5. Installing a BRS parachute (Craig Williams)
6. Re: Installing a BRS parachute (Larry Flesner)
7. Fw: Cubbing (Mark Langford)
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From: "John Martindale"
Subject: RE: KR> Fw: Object lesson - God's Grace
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Piss off mate and the same to those who want to install drop tanks.
John Martindale
29 Jane Circuit
Toormina NSW 2452
AUSTRALIA
ph: 61 2 6658 4767
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From: krnet-boun...@mylist.net [mailto:krnet-boun...@mylist.net] On Behalf
Of Charles Burkholder
Sent: Wednesday, 20 October 2010 9:54 AM
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Subject: KR> Fw: Object lesson - God's Grace
God's Grace
What is mentioned here appears to be a
shame, but the message is very true. I hope you are all blessed by this
story. I wonder how many people will delete this without reading it because
of the title.
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.
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 do you
have there, son?"
"Just some old birds," came the reply.
"What are you going to do with them?" I
asked.
"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he
answered. "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've got some cats," said the little
boy. "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 pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were
crazy and said,"Ten dollars?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took
out a 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 out,
setting them free.
So, that explained the empty bird cage on
the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell another 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 a 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?"