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Thursday, September 21, 2006

college professor

I got the following in my email. I found it rather interesting and thought provoking. and felt I had to pass it along to you all. continue to pray for me as I am looking for a job. without further ado here is the posting
College professor

There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr. Christianson, a
studious man
who taught at a small college in the Western United States. Dr. Christianson
taught the required survey course in Christianity at this particular
institution. Every student was required to take this course his or her freshman
year regardless of his or her major.

Although Dr. Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the
gospel in
his class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as nothing
but required drudgery. Despite his best efforts, most students refused to take
Christianity seriously.

This year, Dr. Christianson had a special student named Steve. Steve was only a
freshman, but was studying with the intent of going onto seminary for the
ministry. Steve was popular, he was well liked, and he was an imposing physical
specimen. He was now the starting center on the school foot ball team, and was
the best student in the professor's class.

One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with
him. "How many push-ups can you do?" Steve said, "I do about 200 every night."
"200? That's pretty good, Steve," Dr. Christianson said. "Do you think you
could
do 300?" Steve replied, "I don't know... I've never done 300 at a time."
"Do you
think you could?" again asked Dr. Christianson. "Well, I can try," said Steve.

"Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you to
do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I
need you
to tell me you can do it," said the professor. Steve said, "Well... I think I
can...yeah, I can do it." Dr. Christianson said, "Good! I need you to do
this on
Friday. Let me explain what I have in mind."

Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room. When
class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts. No these weren't
the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream
centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday, the
last
class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the weekend with
a party in Dr. Christianson's class.

Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked,
"Cynthia, do
you want to have one of these donuts?" Cynthia said, "Yes." Dr. Christianson
then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that
Cynthia can have a donut?" "Sure." Steve jumped down from his desk to do a
quick
ten. Then Steve again sat in his desk. Dr. Christianson put a donut on
Cynthia's
desk. Dr. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, "Joe, do
you want a donut?" Joe said, "Yes." Dr. Christianson asked, "Steve would you do
ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?" Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut.
And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten push-ups for every person
before they got their donut. And down the second aisle, till Dr. Christianson
came to Scott. Scott was on the basketball team, and in as good condition as
Steve. He was very popular and never lacking for female companionship. When the
professor asked, "Scott do you want a donut?" Scott's reply was, "Well, can
I do
my own push-ups?" Dr. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them." Then Scott
said, "Well, I don't want one then." Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned
to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Scott can have a donut
he doesn't want?" With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten push-ups.
Scott
said, "HEY! I said I didn't want one!" Dr. Christianson said, "Look, this is my
classroom, my class, my desks, and these are my donuts. Just leave it on the
desk if you don't want it." And he put a donut on Scott's desk. Now by this
time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on the floor
between
sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down. You could start
to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow. Dr. Christianson
started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little
angry. Dr. Christianson asked Jenny, "Jenny, do you want a donut?" Sternly,
Jenny said! , "No." Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do ten
more Push-ups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?" Steve did
ten....Jenny got a donut.

By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were
beginning to say "No" and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks.
Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these push-ups
done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor
beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the
physical effort involved. Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal
unbeliever in the class, to watch Steve do each push -up to make sure he
did the
full ten push-ups in a set because he couldn't bear to watch all of Steve's
work
for all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was so
Robert could count the set and watch Steve closely. Dr. Christianson started
down the fourth row.
During his class, however, some students from other classes had wandered in and
sat down on the steps along the radiators that ran down the sides of the room.
When the professor realized this, ! he did a quick count and saw that now there
were 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to
make
it. Dr. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near
the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot
more time to complete each set. Steve asked Dr. Christianson, "Do I have to
make
my nose touch on each one?" Dr. Christianson thought for a moment, "Well,
they're your push-ups. You are in charge now. You can do them any way that you
want." And Dr. Christianson went on. A few moments later, Jason, a recent
transfer student, came to the room and was about to come in when all the
students yelled in one voice, "NO! Don't come in! Stay out!" Jason didn't know
what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, "No, let him come."
Professor Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes in you will have
to do ten push-ups for him?" Steve said, "Yes, let him come in. Give him a
donut"
Dr. Christi! anson said, "Okay, Steve, I'll let you get Jason's out of the way
right now. Jason, do you want a donut?" Jason, new to the room hardly knew
what was going on. "Yes," he said, "give me a donut." "Steve, will you do ten
push-ups so that Jason can have a donut?" Steve did ten push-ups very
slowly and
with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was handed a donut and sat down. Dr.
Christianson finished the fourth row, then started on those visitors seated by
the heaters. Steve's arms were now shaking with each push-up in a struggle to
lift himself against the force of gravity. Sweat was profusely dropping off of
his face and, by this time, there was no sound except his heavy breathing,
there
was not a dry eye in the room. The very last two students in the room were two
young women, both cheerleaders, and very popular. Dr. Christianson went to
Linda, the second to last, and asked, "Linda, do you want a doughnut?" Linda
said, very sadly, "No, thank you." Professor Christians on quietly asked,
"Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn't
want?" Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow push-ups for
Linda. Then
Dr. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. "Susan, do you want a donut?"
Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. "Dr. Christianson, why
can't I help him?" Dr. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, "No,
Steve has
to do it alone, I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that
everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not. When I
decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book.
Steve, here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has
failed a
test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work. Steve told me that in
football
practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I told Steve that
none of
you could come to my party unless he paid the price by doing your push ups. He
and I made a deal for your sakes. Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can
have a donut?" As Steve! very slowly finished his last push-up, with the
understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having
done
350 push-ups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor. Dr.
Christianson turned to the room and said. "And so it was, that our Savior,
Jesus
Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, 'into Thy hands I commend my
spirit.'
With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, he
yielded up His life. And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the
gift on the desk, uneaten." Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a
seat, physically exhausted, but wearing a thin smile. "Well done, good and
faithful servant," said the professor, adding "Not all sermons are preached in
words."

Turning to his class the professor said, "My wish is that you might understand
and fully comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that have been given to
you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He spared not
only His Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all for the whole Church, now and
forever. Whether or not we choose to accept His gift to us, the price has been
paid. Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it laying on the desk?"

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