THE BEE STING

A vacationing family drives along in their car, windows rolled down, 
enjoying the warm summer breeze of a sunny day.  All of a sudden a big 
black bee darts in the window and starts buzzing around inside the car.  
A little girl, highly allergic to bee stings, cringes in the back seat.  
If she is stung she could die within the hour!

  "Oh Daddy," she squeals in terror.  "Its a bee!  Its going to sting 
me!"

  The father pulls the car over to a stop, and reaches back to try to 
catch the bee.  Buzzing around towards him, the bee bumps against the 
front windshield where the father traps it in his fist.  Holding it in 
his closed hand, the father waits for the inevitable sting.  The bee 
stings the father's hand and in pain, the father let's the bee go.

  The bee is loose in the car again.  The little girl again panics, 
"Daddy, its going to sting me!"

  The father gently says, "No honey, he's not going to sting you now. 
Look at my hand."

  The bee's stinger is in his hand.

1Cor. 15:55 --- "Where, O death, is your victory?  Where, O death, is 
your sting?"


Jesus says to us, "Look at my hands."

He has Satan's sting,
the sting of death,
the sting of sin,
the sting of deceit,
the sting of feeling worthless.


Jesus has all of those stingers in His hands.

When you see that nail-scarred hand, realize that, on your behalf, 
Jesus took all the pain that Satan could throw at Him.  He reduced
Satan to a big black bee that's lost its stinger --- 
all Satan can do is buzz.

That's the victory that Jesus won for you!


Submitted by Jimmy

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