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Subject: A church story


After every Sunday morning service at the church, the Pastor and his

eleven-year-old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel


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 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 asked, "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 doorbell. He rang the bell, but nobody


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


"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


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


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



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



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 eternity in hell."


There was not a dry eye in the church. 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!

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awwwwwwwwwwwwwww...stories like this always bring tears to my eyes. Nothing is more moving than to hear about the Savior wrenching from the enemies grasp, a life that once thought they were hopeless, filling them with hope and mercy and love.

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It's the Living Word. I love that scripture that says "They turned from their idols to the living God". Whatever our idols may be - He is so much more satisfying and eternal.

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