13/10/2016
WHAT A SHOCK
Please take time to read this challenging story,
it will change your evangelistic vision and
fortitude.
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, 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 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.
Probably no church has had a more glorious
moment, and probably this universe has never
seen a Papa that was more filled with love &
honour for his son... Except for One.
Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.
Don't let this message die, read it again and
pass it to others. Heaven is for His people!
Remember, God's message CAN make the
difference in the life of someone close to you.
Please share this wonderful message.please forward this message.
Spread His word, and share His goodness and
faithfulness.
