The Bee's Stinger!

Author Unknown

A vacationing family drove along in their car, windows rolled down, enjoying the warm summer breeze of the sunny day. Suddenly a large bee darted in the window and started buzzing around inside the car. A little girl, highly allergic to bee stings, cringed in the back seat. If she were stung, she could die within the hour.

"Oh, Daddy," she squealed in terror, "it's a bee! It's going to sting me!"

The father quickly pulled the car over and stopped. He reached back to try to catch the bee. Buzzing toward him, the bee bumped against the front windshield where the father trapped it in his fist. Holding it in his closed hand, he waited for the inevitable sting. In pain, he let go of the bee. The bee was loose in the car again.

The little girl again panicked, "Daddy, its going to sting me!"

The Father gently said, "No honey, he's not going to sting you now. Look at my hand." The bee's stinger was there in his hand. Jesus says to us, "Behold my hands," John 20:27. There we see Satan's sting–

• the sting of death,
• the sting of sin,
• the sting of deceit,
• the sting of feeling worthless.

Jesus has all of those stingers in His hands. When you see that nail-scarred hand, realize that on your behalf, Jesus took all the pain that Satan could throw at Him. He reduced Satan to a big bee that has lost it stinger. That's the victory that Jesus won for us!