Saturday, March 12, 2016

The legend of the first robin

One day, long ago, a little bird in Galilee saw a large crowd gathered around a man carrying a heavy wooden cross. On the man’s head was a crown made from a thorn branch. The thorns were long and sharp. The little bird saw that the thorns were hurting the man very much. It wanted to help him, so it flew down, and took the longest and sharpest thorn in its tiny beak.
The bird tucked and pulled until the thorn snapped from the branch. Then a very strange thing happened. A drop of blood fell from the thorn onto the bird’s chest, staining it in bright red. The stain never went away. And so today, the robin very proudly wears a red chest because it helped a man named Jesus.

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