The Price He Paid For Us
Sometimes I cry. Such as when I came across
this story. A young husband had a crippling,
terminal neurological disease. His wife was
carrying a baby which this young man knew
he will never see. So he wrote a letter to
this unborn child. He wanted him or her to
know what he had in his heart.
This is a selection of what he wrote. "Your
mother is very special. Few men know what
it is like to receive appreciation for taking
their wives out to dinner when it entails
what she does for me. She has to dress me,
shave me, brush my teeth, comb my hair, wheel
me out of the house and down the steps, open
the garage and put me in the car, take the
pedals off the chair, stand me up, sit me
in the seat of the car, twist me around so
that I am comfortable, fold the wheelchair,
put it in the car, go around to the other
side of the car, start it up, back it out,
get out of the car, pull the garage door
down, get back into the car, drive off to
And then, it starts all over again. She gets
out of the car, unfolds the wheelchair, opens
the door, spins me around, stands me up,
seats me in the wheelchair, pushes the pedals
out, closes and locks the car, wheels me
into the restaurant, then takes the pedals
off the wheelchair so I won't be uncomfortable.
We sit down to have dinner, and she feeds
me throughout the entire meal. And when it's
over she pays the bill, pushes the wheelchair
out to the car again, and repeats the same
routine. And when it's finished, with real
warmth, she'll say, 'Honey, thank you for
taking me out to dinner.' I never quite know
what to answer. . ."
Neither would I know what to answer! I picked
this testimony from a webpage called 'Daily
Devotions. A Few Moments With God'. It touched
me deeply because the truth of the matter
is that this is exactly what God does with
us. We are all recipients of this kind of
amazing self-giving love.
When I was speaking recently to the members
of the RCIA of our parish in Canada, my whole
emphasis was on the fact that Christianity
is not about laws. You are not a Christian
because you follow dutifully the Ten Commandments
and the five precepts of the Church. Christianity
is about a person. It is all a question of
getting to know Him! As an old wise Franciscan
once said, "Once you come to know the
love of Jesus Christ, nothing else in the
world will seem as beautiful or desirable."
What is so disarming about the love of Jesus
Christ? Very simple. He is so much keen on
us that he did not mind polluting himself
with out dirt and sickness in order to heal
Wladyslaw Misiuna was a teenager from Poland
during the Second World War. But he was still
a child at heart. He was recruited by the
Germans to help the inmates at the concentration
camp start a rabbit farm to supply furs for
soldiers at the Russian front. He somehow
felt responsible for the thirty young women
he supervised and always brought secretly
bread and milk and carrots and potatoes.
One day he realized that one of his workers,
Deborah, had contracted a mysterious infection.
He knew what that meant. If the Germans discovered
the open lesions in her arm, they will kill
her! He had to find some way to get medication
for her. But he did not know how to do it.
He took the simplest route. He infected himself
with her blood and when the lesions appeared,
he went to a doctor in town.
The doctor prescribed the right medication,
which Wlasyslaw then shared with Deborah.
Both were cured. Both survived the war.
What this Polish young man did, is what Jesus
Christ constantly does with us! This is why
many times I find myself repeating this prayer,
"Christ, Don't Let Me Stray Too Far
Away From Calvary.... Jesus, Never Let Me
Forget the Price You Paid for Me."
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