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Who Will Take the Son?

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A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Pi­casso to Raphael. They would often sit together, admiring the great works of art.
When the war broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.
Many weeks later, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.
He said, "Sir, you don't know me, but I am the young man your son died for. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when he was struck, he died instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art." The young man held out his package. "I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this."
The father opened die package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the personality of his son was captured in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. "Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's a gift."
The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them first to see the por­trait of his son before he showed them any of the great works he had collected.
It wasn't long before the elderly father died. There was to be a great auction of his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.
On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his gavel. "We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?" There was silence.
Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, "We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one." But the auctioneer persisted. "Will somebody bid for this painting. Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?"
Another voice angrily shouted, "We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Goghs, the Rembrandts. Get on with the real bids!" But still the auctioneer continued. "The son! The son! Who'll take the son?"
Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. "I'll give $10 for the painting." Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.
"We have $10, who will bid $20?"
"Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters."
"$10 is the bid, won't someone bid $20?"
The crowd was becoming angry. The picture of the son had become a nui­sance. They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections.
The auctioneer pounded the gavel. "Going once, going twice, SOLD for $10 to the man in the back!"
A man sitting on the second row shouted, "Now let's get on with the col­lection," but the auctioneer laid down his gavel. "I'm sorry," he said, "the auction is over." "But what about the paintings?" the crowd clamored.
"I am sorry," responded the auction­eer. "When I was called, I was told of a stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal the stipulation until now—only the painting of the son would be auc­tioned. Whoever bought the painting of the son would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings. The man who took the son gets everything!"
God gave His son, his only son, to rescue mankind from the war of sin and evil. Jesus died on the cross. Today, much like the auctioneer, the Father's message rings clear: "The Son, the Son, who'll take the Son?" But nobody wants the Son; they want the "important" things for their lives. They want money and power and prestige. They want ev­erything material: beautiful homes, new cars, fine clothes. They want illicit, im­moral things, liquor, drugs, "affairs." They want pleasure and entertainment and good times. They have time for everything but the Son. Still the Father cries, "The Son, the Son, who'll take the Son?" Too few seem to remember that "whoever takes the Son gets everything."


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