Every Sunday
afternoon, after
the morning
service at the
church, the Pastor
and his eleven
year old son would
go out into their
town and hand out
Gospel Tracts.
This particular
Sunday afternoon,
it was very cold
outside, as well as
pouring 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 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 are 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 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.
As the service
began, he asked,
'Does anybody
have 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, 'No one in this
church knows me.
I've never been
here before. You
see, before last
Sunday I was not a
Christian. My
husband 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 that 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 broken-
hearted 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!
The words that
came from his
mouth caused my
heart that had
long been dead, TO
LEAP TO LIFE as he
exclaimed with a
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 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. 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 an eternity in
hell.'
There was not a
dry eye in the
church. And as
shouts of praise
and honour 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 his son in
his arms and
sobbed
uncontrollably.
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