What would you do, if someday, someone came up to you and told you a story.
It could be anyone. It could be your parents, your best friend, a relative, even a complete stranger.
“You know, it’s probably about time you heard this story. You’re certainly old enough to think for yourself and decide for yourself what to do with it.
A long time ago, when you were very young, a pretty amazing thing happened that you might not remember.
You may not know it, but that event changed your life.”
“You were pretty young back then. Old enough to get around on your own.
One day, you were playing outside with your mum watching over you, when she had a minor emergency to tend to at the back of the house. I don’t quite remember what it was.”
“Anyhow, she rushed off, with a stern warning to you not to wander too far away.”
“Which of course, you did. Not TOO far. Not very far at all I think.
But you did end up in a nearby construction site. Someplace where you’ve been told before not to go.”
“You could get around by yourself, but you were still pretty young and I don’t think you understood the danger you were in.
It may be hard for you to understand it even now. Sitting here listening to this story, it probably feels like it happened to someone else…
But you were in danger.”
“We still don’t know the cause of what happened, but several girders from on high were suddenly tumbling down towards you.
You would have died had it not been for Him.”
“As you were playing, oblivious to the danger you were in, He came running towards you, pushing you out of harm’s way.”
“He saved your life.”
“And for that, He was crushed.
The skin of his back was torn, lacerated by the rivets on the girder.
His lungs were crushed. His legs broken. His side pierced through.”
“He gave His life for you. Your life is a gift. I just thought you should know that.”
How would you respond? How could you respond to something so dramatic?
Would you even believe it? Perhaps it would sound too fantastical to believe? So you’d just choose to ignore it?
Leave the past to the past and go along your merry way? Secure in the knowledge that you’re not the one who died?
Would you at least give it the dignity of further enquiry? Convinced that this story of your life was worth closer examination before you decided?
Would you feel the need to examine your own life more closely? Acknowledge that your life is indeed a gift, dearly paid for by someone else?
Would you want to try to get to know your savior better? Launch an inquiry into who this person actually is, and what made Him give His life for you?
“They wrote a book about Him y’know?”
“Kinda about Him anyway. It’s a little about His life, a little about His purpose in life. About who He is, and what He did and why He did it.”
“Would you like to read it?”