Story of the Day for Monday April 30, 2012
No More Spit in Soup
Do not repay anyone evil for evil . . . “If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he’s thirsty, give him something to drink.”
Romans 12:17, 20
Ray Stedman recalled a story that took place during the Korean War. Some officers rented a house and hired a Korean boy to cook and do housework for them. He was a cheerful, good-natured young man, and the soldiers soon had a lot of fun playing practical jokes on him.
They would nail his shoes to the floor or balance a pail of water on the door so that when he opened it, the water would come splashing down on him.
But no matter how many tricks they played on him, he always took it with good humor.
The soldiers eventually started feeling bad about the mean tricks they were playing and sat down one day with the Korean boy.
“We’ve been doing all these mean things to you and you’ve taken it so nicely. We just want to apologize to you and tell you that we are never going to do those things again.”
“You mean no more nail shoes to floor?”
“No more,” they assured him.
“You mean no more water on door?”
“Okay, then,” he said, “no more spit in soup.”
Isn’t retaliation wonderful? It gets us through the tough times in life by giving us the satisfaction of knowing we have evened the score.
We enjoy “pay back time.” If we didn’t, Hollywood would go belly up, because “getting even” is a major theme of movies.
The logic of retaliation is to “fight fire with fire.” But, if you fight fire with fire, what do you have more of? You have more fire.
If you fight evil with evil, what do you have more of?
Jesus came up with a wild, radical notion. He thinks you should fight fire with water. You fight evil with love.
Dr. J. Stuart Holden conducted worship services for the British Highland Regiment. While in Egypt, a sergeant told him how he became a believer.
“A private became a Christian while we were in Malta,” the sergeant told Holden. One night, the private came in exhausted, but took the time to kneel outside his tent to pray.
Annoyed by this, the sergeant said he took off his muddy boots and slapped the soldier on the side of the head. But he just went on praying.
The next morning the sergeants awoke to find his boots by his tent, cleaned and polished.
“That,” the sergeant said, “was his reply to me . . . I was saved that day.”
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