Years ago, there was a very wealthy man who, with his
devoted young son, shared a passion for art collecting. Together they traveled
around the world, adding only the finest art treasures to their collection.
Priceless works by Picasso, Van Gogh, Monet, and many others
adorned the walls of their family estate. The widowed elderly man on with
satisfaction as his only child became an experienced art collector. The son’s
trained eye and sharp business mind caused his father to beam with pride as
they dealt with art collectors around the world.
As winter
approached, war engulfed their nation, and the young man left to serve his
country. After only a few short weeks, the elderly man received a telegram that
his beloved son was missing in action. The art collector anxiously awaited more
news, fearing he would never see his son again.
Within days his fears were confirmed. The young man had died
while rushing a fellow soldier to a medic. Distraught and lonely, the old man
faced the upcoming Christmas holidays with anguish and sadness.
The joy of the season—a season that he and his son had so
looked forward to in the past—would visit his house no longer. On Christmas
morning, a knock on the door awakened the depressed old man. As he walked to
the door, the masterpieces of art on the walls only reminded him that his son
was not coming home. He opened the door and was greeted by a soldier with a
large package in his hand.
The soldier introduced himself to the old man by saying, “I
was a friend of your son. I was the one he was rescuing when he died. May I
come in for a few moments? I have something to show you.” As the two began to
talk, the soldier told of how the man’s son had told every one of his—and his
father’s—love of fine art work. “I’m also an artist,” said the soldier, “and I
want to give you this.” As the old man began to unwrap the package, paper gave
way to reveal a portrait of the man’s son.
Though the world
would never consider it a work of genius, the painting featured the young man’s
face in striking detail.
Overcome with
emotion, the old man thanked the soldier, promising to hang the portrait above
the fireplace. A few hours later, after the soldier had departed, the old man
set about his task. True to his word, the painting went above the fireplace,
pushing aside thousands of dollars worth of paintings.And then the old man sat
in his chair and spent Christmas gazing at the gift he had been given
During the days
and weeks that followed, the man learned that his son had rescued dozens of
wounded soldiers before a bullet stilled his caring heart. As the stories of
his son’s gallantry continued to reach him, fatherly pride and satisfaction
began to ease his grief, as he realized that, although his son was no longer
with him, the boy’s life would live on because of those he had touched. The
painting of his son soon became his most prized possession, far eclipsing any
interest in the priceless pieces for which museums around the world clamored.
He told his neighbors it was the greatest gift he had ever received.
The following
spring, the old man became ill and passed away. The art world was in
anticipation, since, with the old man’s passing, and his only son dead, those
paintings would be sold at an auction.
According to the
will of the old man, all of the art works would be auctioned on Christmas Day,
the way he had received his greatest gift.
The day finally
arrived and art collectors from around the world gathered to bid on some of the
world’s most spectacular paintings. Dreams could be fulfilled this day;
greatness could be achieved as some could say, “I have the greatest
collection.”
The auction began
with a painting that was not on any museum list... It was the painting of
the old man’s son. The auctioneer asked for an opening bid, but the room was
silent.“Who will open the bidding with $100?” he asked.
Moments passed as
no one spoke. From the back of the room came, “Who cares about that painting?
It’s just a picture of his son. Let’s forget it and get on to the good ones.”
More voices echoed
in agreement. “No, we have to sell this one-first,” replied the auctioneer.
“Now who will take the son?”
Finally, a friend
of the old man spoke. “Will you take $10 for the painting? That’s all I have.”
“Will anyone go higher?” called the auctioneer. After more silence he said,
“Going once, going twice... Gone!” The gavel fell. Cheers filled the room and
someone shouted, “Now we can get on with it and bid on these treasures!”
The auctioneer
looked at the audience and announced that the auction was over.
Stunned disbelief
quieted the room. Then someone spoke up and asked, “What do you mean it’s over?
We didn’t come here for a portrait of some old man’s son! What about all of the
other paintings? There are millions of dollars worth of art work here. We demand
an explanation!”
The auctioneer
replied, “It’s very
simple. According to the will of the father, whoever takes the son...gets it
all.”
Just as the art
collectors discovered on that day...The message is still the same... the love of the Father.... A
Father whose Son gave His life for others...And because of that Father’s
love... you don’t have to pay anything...
It’s a free gift
from God... Whoever takes the Son gets it all
[FunFunky]
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