Mr. Smith was known for his elaborate object lessons. One particular day, Sally walked into class and knew she was in for another fun day. On the wall was a big target and on a nearby table were many darts. Mr. Smith told the students to draw a picture of someone that they disliked or someone who had made them angry, and he would allow them to throw darts at the person's picture.

Sally's girlfriend drew a picture of a girl who had stolen her boyfriend. Another friend drew a picture of his little brother. Sally drew a picture of Mr. Smith.

The class lined up and began throwing darts, with much laughter and hilarity. Some of the students threw their darts with such force that their targets were ripping apart. Sally looked forward to her turn and was filled with disappointment when Mr. Smith, because of time limits, asked the students to return to their seats. As Sally sat thinking about how angry she was because she didn't have a chance to throw any darts at her target, Mr. Smith began removing the target from the wall.

Underneath the target was a picture of Yashua. A complete hush fell over the room as each student viewed the mangled picture of Yashua ~ holes and jagged marks covered His face, and His eyes were pierced out.  Mr. Smith said only these words, "I assure you, when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to Me."

No other words were necessary; the tear-filled eyes of each student focused only on Yashua's picture. The students remained in their seats even after the bell rang, then slowly left the classroom, tears streaming down their faces.