A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 0-9

We are used to hearing about takeovers and buyouts. We hear about them both ways. We hear about the good ones and the bad ones. Sometimes a failing corporation may be taken over by another that is not that much better, and both of them go under. They share their weaknesses and both are lost. On the other hand, a good strong company may take over one with great weakness, bad debts and the like. In that case the weaker company benefits from the power and strength of the other. 

So it is with us as humans. The world that is already condemned can find no help in the world that is already condemned. However, by means of Jesus' sacrifice, our God Jehovah has taken us over, bad debts and all, and we are the beneficiaries of all of God's righteousness.

There once was a turntable bridge that spanned a large river. During most of the day the bridge sat with its length running up and down the parallel with the banks, to let the ships pass freely on both sides of the bridge. But at certain times each day, a train would come along, and the bridge would be turned sideways across the river, allowing the train to cross.

A switchman lived in a small shack on one side of the river where he operated the controls to turn the bridge and lock it into place as the train crossed. One evening as the switchman was waiting for the last train to come, he looked off into the distance through the dimming twilight, and caught sight of the train lights. He stepped to the controls and waited until the train was within the prescribed distance but to his horror, he found that the locking device didn't work! If the bridge was not locked securely into position, it would wobble back and forth at the ends when the train came into it, causing the train to jump the track and go crashing into the river. This was a passenger train with many people aboard.

He left the bridge turned across the river and hurried across the bridge to the other side of the river where there was a lever which he could use to operate the lock manually. He could hear the rumble of the train now, and took hold of the lever and leaned backward to apply his weight to it, locking the bridge. He kept applying the pressure to keep the mechanism locked. Many lives depended on his strength.

Then, coming across the bridge from the direction of his control shack, came a sound that made his blood run cold! "Daddy, where are you?" His 4-year-old son was crossing the bridge to look for him! His first impulse was to cry out to the child, "RUN, RUN!" but the train was to close; the tiny legs would never make it across the bridge in time. The man almost left the lever to run snatch up his son and carry him to safety, but he realized he could not get back to the lever in time. Either the people on the train or his little son must die.

He took just a moment to make his decision. The train sped swiftly and safely on its way, and no one was even aware of the tiny, broken body thrown mercilessly into the river below, by the onrushing train. Nor were there any passengers who were aware of the pitiful figure of a sobbing man still clinging to the lever long after the train had passed. They didn't see him walking home slower than he had ever walked before to tell his wife how he had sacrificed their son.

Now if you can begin to comprehend the emotions that went through that man's heart, you can begin to understand the feelings of our Heavenly Father when he sacrificed His son to bridge the gap between us and eternal life. Can there be any wonder that He caused the skies to darken and the earth to quake when His son died? And how does He feel when we speed through life without a thought for what He has done for us by His son, Jesus Christ? When was the last time you thanked Him for the sacrifice of His son?

Do you know that the southernmost point of Africa has for centuries experienced tremendous storms? For many years no one even knew what lay beyond that cape, for no ship attempting to round that point had ever returned to tell the tale. Among the ancients it was known as the "Cape of Storms," and for good reason. But then a Portuguese explorer in the sixteenth century, Vasco De Gama, successfully sailed around that very point and found beyond the wild raging storms, a great calm sea, and beyond that, the shores of India. The name of that cape was changed from the Cape of Storms to the Cape of Good Hope.

Before Jesus paid the ransom, death had been the cape of storms on which all hopes of everlasting life had been wrecked. Eventually, Jesus paid the price and turned our Cape of Storms into a Cape of Good Hope.

In an old Dennis the Menace cartoon, Dennis and his little friend Joey are leaving Mrs. Wilson's house, their hands full of cookies. Joey says, "I wonder what we did to deserve this." Dennis answers, "Look, Joey. Mrs. Wilson gives us cookies not because we're nice, but because she's nice."