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LittleJohn FCF July 10th 99, Hudson bay group
Royal Ranger Straight Arrow Lt. Cmdr
Maryville 7
Royal Rangers May 96
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DATE: Wed, 25 Aug 1999 22:38:02
From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] (Bonnie Burton)
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>From a friend:
She stood outside the doorway of the church intrigued by the love and
joy displayed by those inside. The American missionary had asked her to
come in, but she had politely declined. It wasn't because she didn't
want to accept the kind of offer. Quite the opposite; her heart was
beckoning her to join in their singing and worship. They seemed so
happy, and the fellowship was so spontaneous and natural. But this was
a
hostile area in the Philippines, and her father had strictly forbidden
her to have anything to do with those Christians. Unknown to the little
Filipino girl, the missionary was praying fervently for her soul,
longing to see the day when she would accompany her inside the village
church and learn of Jesus and how He shed His blood on a cross so that
her sins could be washed away. The girl knew something was happening
because each week she found it harder and harder to say no to the
missionary.
Finally one Sunday morning, she accepted. She accepted the invitation
to
attend the Sunday school class, but also opened her heart to Jesus and
became a child of God. The missionary, overjoyed with the new believer,
soon presented her with a beautiful white dress, representing the fact
that Jesus had washed all her sins away. Eager to see her new disciple,
the missionary rushed to the next
service. But the girl was nowhere to be found. No one had seen or heard
of her whereabouts. Concerned for the girl, the missionary traveled to
her home village.
Upon arriving at her home, she found the young, new believer lying in
the dirt. Her white dress was torn, filthy, and soaked in blood. The
girl's father hadn't shared the missionary's joy in his daughter's
newfound faith. In a drunken rage he had beaten her, repeatedly kicked
her, and left her to die.
The missionary gently lifted the fragile girl and carried her back to
the church where a doctor rushed in to help her. But there was nothing
he could do. He removed the ragged dress and cleaned her up, but her
injuries were too severe. The young Filipino girl would soon die. The
missionary and other friends stayed with her, trying to comfort her
during her final hour. Upon regaining consciousness she made an unusual
request. Despite the pain and trauma of her father's beating, she was
insistent on holding the white dress the missionary had given her. They
explained that it was torn and soaked with blood and dirt, but she
insisted on having it in her hands. With the simple faith of a
ten-year-old she whispered, "I just want Jesus to know I was willing to
bleed for Him."
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