Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at their church, the
Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and
hand
out Gospel Tracts.
This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time
for
the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was
very cold outside as well as pouring down rain.
The boy bundled up in
his warmest and driest clothes and said-- "OK dad, I'm ready."
His
Pastor dad asked---"Ready for what ? "
"Dad, it's time we gather our
tracts together and go out."
Dad responds---"Son, it's very cold
outside
and it's pouring down rain."
The boy gives his dad a surprised look,
asking--- "But dad, aren't People still going to Hell, even though it's
raining?"
Dad answers---"Son, I am not going out in this weather."
Despondently the boy asks--- "Dad, can I go--Please?" His father
hesitated for a moment then said---"Son, you can go. Here's the tracts;
be careful son."
" Thanks Dad!!! "
And with that he was off and out
into
the rain. This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going
door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract.
After 2 hours of walking in the rain he was soaking bone chilled wet
and
down to his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for
someone to hand a tract to but the streets were totally deserted. Then
he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to
the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell--but nobody
answered. He rang it again and again but still no one answered. He
waited but still no answer.
Finally this eleven year old trooper turned
to leave but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and
rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited,
something holding him there on the front porch. He rang again, and this
time the door slowly opened. Standing in the doorway was a very sad
looking elderly lady. She softly asked-- "What can I do for you son?"
With radiant eyes and a Smile that lit up her world this little boy
said---
"Mam, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you
that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU, and I came to give you my very last
Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE."
With that he handed her his last tract, and turned to leave. She called
to him as he departed---"Thank you son! And God Bless You!"
Well, the following Sunday Morning in Church, Pastor Dad was in the
Pulpit and as the service began he asked---" Does anybody have a
testimony or want to say anything ?"
Slowly, in the back row of the
Church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. As she began to speak a look
of glorious radiance came from her face as she said--
"None of you in
this church know me. I've never been here before. You see, before last
Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband has passed on, some time ago,
leaving me totally alone in this world.
Last Sunday, being a
particularly cold and rainy day, It was even more so in my heart as I
came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to
live. So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the
attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof
then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around
my
neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted, I was about
to leap off when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs
startled me.
I
thought--' I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go
away.' I waited and waited--But the ringing doorbell seemed to get
louder and more insistent and then the person ringing also started
knocking loudly. I thought to myself again---
' Who on earth could this
be ?! Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me."
I
loosened the rope
from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the Bell
rang
louder and louder. When I opened the door and looked I could hardly
believe my eyes for there on my front porch was the most radiant and
Angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, Oh, I could
never describe it to you !!! And the Words that came from his mouth
caused my Heart, that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he
exclaimed with cherub like voice---
' Mam, I just came to tell you that
JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU.'
Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I
now hold in my hand. As the little Angel disappeared back out, into the
cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this
Gospel Tract.
Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I
wouldn't be needing them any more. You see, I am now a Happy Child of
the KING, and since the address of your Church was on the back of this
Gospel Tract I have come here to personally say THANK YOU TO GOD'S
LITTLE ANGEL WHO CAME JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME AND,
BY SO DOING, SPARED MY SOUL FROM ETERNITY IN HELL ."
There were now no dry eyes in the Church. And as Shouts of Praise, and
Honor to THE KING, resounded off the very rafters of the building,
Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little
Angel was seated;
He took him in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.
Probably no Church has had a more glorious moment. AND probably this
Universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor
for his son--- EXCEPT for one---
This FATHER also allowed His Son to go
out into a Cold & Dark World. He received His Son back with Joy
unspeakable, and as all of Heaven Shouted Praises and Honor to THE
KING,
The FATHER sat HIS BELOVED SON on a Thrown far above all Principality
and Power....and every name that is named....
Who knows when we will have the opportunity to give comfort or
introduce
someone to Jesus. I hope I am as ready to act as this eleven year old
boy!
Thanks James Stephen
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