I’ll Be Gnome For Christmas
The Decision
A railway worker in charge of a drawbridge took his small son to work with him one day. Immediately after a large ship had passed under the up-raised bridge, the worker started to lower it for a rapidly approaching train. As he set the machinery in motion, he heard a scream of pain, and turned to see that his son had fallen into the huge gears. In split second, the worker realized he had a choice to make: reverse the gears, free his son and wreck the train; or, allow his son to be crushed so the train could pass in safety. As the train roared over the bridge, drowning out the screams of his son, the passengers on the train waived joyfully at the worker, unaware of the sacrifice he had made for them.
In the same way today, so many people go roaring joyfully through life, waving at God, unaware of the sacrifice He made of His Son.
In the same way today, so many people go roaring joyfully through life, waving at God, unaware of the sacrifice He made of His Son.
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