He had been knocking on the door and ringing the bell....
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 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!
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 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 his son 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 and 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. Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.
Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others.
We will meet in heaven!
Remember, God's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone
close to you. Do not be too shy to share that wonderful message.
IN GOD WE TRUST
Just keep on knocking don't let them go.