Sittin' Under the Oak Tree 2-12-19

One day a man went to visit a Church that he had never attended. Needless to say, he was a little apprehensive, but had felt a strong ‘calling’ to go there. (His thought: Well, once, anyway, Lord!) He arrived at the Church early, parked his car, and got out.

Almost immediately another car pulled up and the driver got out and said to the visiting gentleman: “I always park there! You took my place!” The visitor went inside for Sunday School, found an empty seat, and quietly sat down. A young lady from the Church approached him and stated, in a rather loud voice, “That’s my seat! You took my place!” The visitor was somewhat distressed by the rude ‘welcome’, but said nothing.

After Sunday School, the visitor went into the sanctuary and sat down. If you can believe this, another member walked up to him and said, “You have taken my place!” The visitor was even more troubled by this treatment, but still, he said nothing. Several times he felt like getting up and walking out, thinking that if that’s the way people were treated at this Church, he must be in the wrong place.

Later, as the congregation was praying for Christ to dwell among them, the visitor stood up, and his appearance began to change. Horrible scars became visible on his hands and his sandaled feet. Someone from the congregation noticed Him and called out, “What happened to You?”

The Visitor replied, as His hat became a crown of thorns, and a tear fell from His eye, “I Took Your Place!”

I am so thankful that He took my place, even though my heart breaks and the tears flow when I think about what a huge priceHe paid for ME! He, my Jesus, loved me so much that He went to the grave with MY name on His lips, and then…He arose with my name still written upon His Heart! I love YOU, LORD!