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HE TOOK MY WHIPPING FOR ME
In the mountains of Virginia years ago there was a boy's school class which no
teacher could handle. The boys were so rough that the teachers resigned.
A young gray-haired teacher applied for the job. The old school director scanned
him up and down, then said, "Young fellow, do you know what you are asking
for? An awful beating, that's what. Every teacher we've had up there gives up
in defeat. The young teacher replied, "I'll risk it. Let me try."
Well, when he appeared for duty in the little school, one big fellow, Tom whispered
out loud, "I won't need any help; I can lick him myself."
The teacher said, "Good morning. We have come to conduct school."
The students yelled a sarcastic "Good Morning" back at the teacher at
the top of their lungs.
"Now, I want a good school," the teacher continued, "but I confess,
I don't know how unless you help me.” Suppose we have a few rules. You tell
me and I'll write them on the blackboard."
One fellow yelled, "No stealing!" Another chipped in, "On time!"
Finally ten rules appeared. "Now, said the teacher, "a law is not good
unless there is a penalty attached. What shall we do with the one who breaks them?"
"Beat them across the back ten times without his coat on!" came the
"That is a pretty severe punishment boys, are you ready to stand by it?"
A yell in the affirmative greeted the teacher. "All right", said the
teacher, "then school comes to order."
In a day or so "Big Tom" found his dinner was stolen. Upon inquiry the
thief was located - a little hungry fellow about ten. The next morning the teacher
announced, "We have found the thief and he must be punished according to
your rule - ten stripes across the back! Jim, come up here!"
The trembling little fellow came up slowly with a big coat, buttoned and pinned
up around his neck. He pleaded, "Teacher, you can lick me as hard as you
like but please don't make me take off my coat."
"You helped make the rule," reasoned the teacher, “take the coat
"Oh teacher, don't make me!" he begged, but the teacher's stern face
showed no leniency, so he began to unbutton. And what did the teacher behold?
The lad had no shirt on and only strings for suspenders over his bony little body.
"How can I whip this boy?" thought the teacher. "But I must do
something if I am going to keep this classes respect."
Everyone was quiet as death. "How come you came to school without a shirt,
Jim?" asked the teacher.
"My father died, and we ain't got much. I only have one shirt, and mother's
washing it today, so I wore my brother's coat to keep warm."
With a sigh of a heavy heart, the teacher hesitatingly grasped the rod in his
hand. Just then "Big Tom" jumped to his feet and said, "Teacher,
if you don't mind, I'll take Jim's licking for him."
“Very well, there is a certain law that one can take another's punishment
for him. Are you all agreement?"
With the classes consent Tom removed his coat, and after five strokes the rod
broke. The teacher bowed his head and thought, "How can I finish this awful
Then he heard the entire class sobbing and what did he see? Little Jim had reached
up and caught Tom with both arms around the neck. "Tom, I'm awful sorry,
Tom, I was so hungry. I'll love you till I die for taking my licking for me. I'll
love you forever!"
Yes there is a certain law that one can take another's punishment for him. The
wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life, through Jesus Christ
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