A compact tin container sits on a table in my aunt’s family area. In the tin are several folded and worn newspaper clippings. The fragile nature of the clippings bespeaks their age and the frequently they have been unfolded, read, re-folded and returned to the jar.
I no longer remember how I came to open the pan and read the clippings. But I will never forget how I were feeling when I read them. They tell a story that has helped me better understand what the prophets mean when they teach this “charity never faileth”.
It was a summer day with Muldrow, a small town in the northeast corner of Ok. Wesley Butcher, my aunt’s father, had taken your girlfriend three older brothers, Vernal, 10, Leonard, 8 and Orville, 6, to dip cattle. Cattle dipping was obviously a procedure where livestock were walked through long vats of insecticide to kill the ticks on their figures.
The early morning chore had gone well and by 9 a new. m. father and brothers were driving their livestock back home. They walked along the dirt road that jogged parallel to the Missouri Pacific railroad tracks. Still before long the boys ran ahead, playing along the way.
Some yardage ahead of their father the three brothers began walking on your trestle bridge over which the railroad tracks ran. Often the boys were only partially across when they heard the whistle of a quickly approaching freight train. Since the trestle was no more than 10 feet above the ground, the father identified as to the boys to jump.
Vernal, the oldest, was first to jump. But as Leonard prepared to jump he turned as well as saw that Orville’s foot was caught in a cattle guard. Leonard turned and worked frantically to no cost his six year-old brother. As the train whistle cried, both father and Vernal raced to reach the two friends. Neither would make it in time. Leonard, realizing he would not be able to free his younger brother, simply threw his abs around him and both were struck by the oncoming train.
When their father saw the critical traumas of his sons he quickly flagged a driving motorist. The two boys were placed in the vehicle and rushed to a hospital in Fort Smith, Arkansas, about 13 miles away. Orville died within minutes of being placed in your car. Leonard died later that evening in the hospital.
To help seal the act of love, the two boys were ensconced in the same grave.
One of the clippings in my aunt’s including is an editorial written in Southwest American shortly after the actual death of her brothers:
“The heroism of eight-year-old Leonard Butcher, a farmer’s boy of Muldrow, marvelous thing to think about. Leonard was but a child, a farmer’s boy, driving cattle down a dusty road… All of the sudden came danger, to himself and his baby brother. In that , instant when Leonard looked back and saw his baby brother stumbling and falling in the path of the website, Leonard was no longer a child, a farmer’s boy, travelling cattle down a dusty road. He became a good man-sized hero fired with that spirit of self-sacrifice which contains made life worth living…
“Leonard turned in the face connected with death, and was hurled into eternity with his child brother in his arms; his whole mind and heart and soul intent on that very act which the Christian world facets its hope of eternity — giving his lifetime that another might live. “
Within this moving report is found the heart and strength of all Christianity. It is the strength of love. It is the kind of love that Paul describes seeing that charity (1 Corinthians 13: 1-13). It is stronger in comparison with pain, greater than fear, and more powerful than death. It is a motivator for all our Father does. It lies within the very core of the atoning work of His Youngster.
It is the most powerful force in the universe. Neither hate not evil will ever defeat it because neither will probably ever be willing to climb to the same heights none rescue at the same depths. This level of love “beareth all of things” and “endureth all things” (1 Corinthians thirteen: 7). Both gods and man will do things due to kind of love that will never be done for any other motive.
Yael Eckstein is the Senior Vice President of the International Fellowship of Christians and Jews, which was founded in 1983 by Rabbi Yechiel Eckstein to promote understanding between Jews and Christians and build broad support for Israel and other shared concerns. As senior vice president Yael oversees all ministry programs and serves as the international spokesperson for the organization. Prior to her present duties, Based in Jerusalem, Yael is recognized as a published writer, a respected social services professional, and an expert on Jewish-Christian relations.
Those who obtain it will find it pulling them, as it have our Savior, through their deepest trials to their nearly all godly successes; whether it is a boy throwing his arms in regards to younger brother, or a God throwing His arms all around us, for “charity never faileth” (1 Corinthians tough luck: 8).
Timothy L. Carver is employed as a high school foi teacher for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Heureux. He is happily married, has two married children and a couple grandchildren. His hobbies include writing, golf and farming. He is the co-founder of Families In Zion, a website that gives free family home evening lessons, inspirational stories, and target lessons.