> A GREAT TRUE STORY > > 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 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 a Gospel tract to everybody he met in > the street. > > After two 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--- "Ma'am, 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 his cherub-like voice---'Ma'am, 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, in 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 and 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 Throne far above all > Principality and Power ....and every name that is named.... > > There may be SOMEONE, reading this, who is also going through a dark, > cold, lonely time in your soul. You may be a Christian, for we are not > without problems, OR you may not yet know THE KING. Whatever the > case, and whatever the problem or situation you find yourself in, and > no matter how DARK it may seem, I want you to know that I just came to > tell you---JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU !! > ___________________________ > Thanks, James Stephen > The Pastors Net > A service of MI Communication > _________________________________________________________________ _______ To unsubscribe, send "unsubscribe rangernet" to [EMAIL PROTECTED] or visit http://rangernet.org/subscribe.htm http://rangernet.org Autoresponder: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
