Richard Hofler, in his book, Will Daylight Come, tells about a boy who went to his grandparents’ farm for the summer. Jimmy made a slingshot one day and practiced shooting it, but he couldn’t hit the side of a barn. One day his grandma’s pet duck was in the backyard. Just for fun, he aimed at the duck, shot at it, and lo and behold, he hit the duck in the head and killed it. He panicked, took the dead duck behind the barn and buried it under some straw.
His sister Sally came up to him and said, “I saw what you did with that duck.” And he begged her not to tell. That evening when Grandma asked Sally to do the dishes, Sally said, “Oh, I think Jimmy would like to do the dishes, wouldn’t you, Jimmy?” And she whispered in his ear, “Remember the duck.” AND JIMMY DID THE DISHES.
Later that night, Grandma asked Sally to carry some clothes upstairs for her. She said, “I think Jimmy would probably do that for you.” AND JIMMY CARRIED THE CLOTHES UPSTAIRS FOR HIS GRANDMA. For a day and a half, Jimmy was Sally’s slave, until finally he couldn’t take it any longer. In tears, he went to his grandma and said, “Grandma, I’ve got to tell you what I did. I didn’t mean to do it, but I hit your duck with my slingshot and killed it. I’m so sorry.” His grandma said, “Jimmy, I was watching out the window and I saw what you did, but I love you and I wanted to hear you say that you were sorry. It’s all right. You’re forgiven.” AND JIMMY WAS SET FREE.
Christ died for us. Much more then, having now been justified by His blood,
we shall be saved from wrath through Him.”
–Romans 5:8-9 Now, that’s what you call One Great Love!