Take the Son - author unknown
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 looked 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...Whoever takes the Son gets it all.
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