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The Whipping
>There was a school with a class of students that no teacher had been able
>to handle. Two or three teachers had been run off from this school in one
>year by the unruly students.
>A young man, just out of college, heard about the class and applied to the school.
>The principal asked the young man, "Do you know what you are asking for?
>No one else has been able to handle these students. You are just asking for a terrible beating."
>After a few moments of silent prayer, the young man looked at the
>principal and said, "Sir, with your consent I accept the challenge.
>Just give me a trial basis."
>The next morning the young man stood before the class He said to the
>class, "Young people, I came here today to conduct school. But I realize
>I can't do it by myself. I must have your help."
>One big boy, they called Big Tom, n the back of the room whispered to his buddies, "I won't need any help. I
can lick that little bird all by myself."
>The young teacher told the class that if they were to have school, there
>would have to be some rules to go by. But he also added that he would
>allow the students to make up the rules and that he would list them on the blackboard.
>This was certainly different, the students thought!
>One young man suggested "NO STEALING." Another one shouted "BE ON TIME FOR CLASS."
>Pretty soon they had 10 rules listed on the board.
>The teacher then asked the class what the punishment should be for
>breaking these rule! s? "The rules are no good unless they are enforced", he said.
>Someone in the class suggested that if the rules were broken, they should
>receive 10 licks with a rod across their back with their coat off.
>The teacher thought that this a s pretty harsh, so he asked the class if
>they would stand by this punishment? The class agreed.
>Everything went along pretty good for two or three days.
>Then Big Tom came in one day very upset. He declared that someone had stolen his lunch.
>After talking with the students, they came to the conclusion that little
>Timmy had stolen Big Tom's lunch. Someone had seen little Timmy with Big Tom's lunch!
>The teacher called little Timmy up to the front of the classroom. Little Timmy admitted he had taken Big Tom's lunch.
>So the teacher asked him, "Do you know the punishment?"
>Little Tim! my nodded that he did.
>"You must remove your coat," the teacher instructed. The little fellow had come with a great big coat on.
Little Timmy said to the teacher,"I am
>guilty and I am willing to take my punishment, but please don't make me take off my coat?"
>The teacher reminded little Timmy of the rules and punishments and
>again told him he must remove his coat and take his punishment like a man.
>The little fellow started to unbutton that old coat. As he did so, the
>teacher saw he did not have a shirt on under the coat. And even worse, he
>saw a frail and bony frame hidden beneath that coat.
>The teacher asked little Timmy why he had come to school without a shirt on?
>Little Timmy replied, "My daddy's dead and my mother is very poor. I don't
>have but one shirt, and my mother is washing it today. I wore my big
>brother's coat so that I could keep warm."
>That young teacher stood and looked at the frail back with the spine
>protruding against the skin, and his ribs sticking out. He wondered how he
>could lay a rod on that little back, and without even a shirt on. Still,
>he knew he must enforce the punishment or the children would not obey the
>rules.So he drew back to strike little Timmy. Just then Big Tom stood up and came down the aisle.
>He asked, "Is there anything that says that I can't take little Timmy's whipping for him?"
>The teacher thought about it and agreed. With that, Big Tom ripped his
>coat off and stooped, and stood over little Timmy at the desk.
>Hesitatingly the teacher began to lay the rod on that big back. But for
>some strange reason after only five licks that old rod just broke in half.
>The young teacher buried his face in his hands and began to sob. He heard
>a commotion and looked up to find not even one dry eye in the classroom.
>Little Timmy had turned and grabbed Big Tom around the neck a pologizing to
>him for stealing his lunch. Little Timmy begged Big Tom to forgive him.
>He told Big Tom that he would love him till the day he died for taking
>his whipping for him.
>Aren't you glad that Jesus took our whipping for us? That He shed His
>precious blood on Calvary so that you and I can have eternal life in
>Glory with Him. We are unworthy of the price He paid for us, but aren't you glad He loves us that much?
>This is a story everyone needs to know So if you know anyone else who may be blessed by this story, please pass it
on.
>God bless you, and keep you safe. Most people's troubles come from too
>much time on their hands - and not enough on their knees.
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