Easy vs. Hard

Why is it so hard to tell the truth but Yet so easy to tell a lie?

Why are we so sleepy in church but Right when the sermon is over we suddenly wake up?

Why is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy to talk about nasty stuff?

Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine, but yet so easy to
look at a nasty one?

Why are the churches getting smaller but yet the bars and dance clubs
are getting larger?

Of all the free gifts we may receive, Prayer is the very best one....

There are no costs, but wonderful rewards. GOD BLESS!

May God keep you and bless you. If this doesn't give you chills,
nothing will...this message is very true. Hope you are all as blessed as I
was from this story. I wonder how many people will delete this without reading
it because of the title on it?

There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New
England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a
rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised
and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak..."I was walking through
town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage.
On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering
with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?"
"Just some old birds," came the reply.

"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked

"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered. "I'm gonna tease
'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good
time." "But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?"

"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy "They like birds. I'll
take 'em to them."

The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those
birds, son?"

"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain
old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"

"How much?" the pastor asked again.

The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He
placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.

The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the
alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he
opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out,
setting them free.

Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the
pastor began to tell this story.

One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just
come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I
just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait
I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!"

"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.

Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to
marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to
drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs
and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"

"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked. "Oh,
I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly. "How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked.

"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll
take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you.
You don't want those people!!"

"How much?" He asked again.

Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears and your
life."

Jesus said, "DONE!"

Then He paid the price.

The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from
the pulpit.

Notes: Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and
then wonder why the world's going to hell.

Isn't it funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still
follow Satan
(who, by the way, also "believes" in God).

Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and
they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding
the Lord, people think twice about sharing?