God's message *CAN* make the difference

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 2nd of the following Sunday morning in churchPastor 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... *
Whether or not you love JESUS, He loves you, and believe in HIM. Spread His
word, and share His goodness and faithfulness.

Matthew 10:32  JESUS says : -

'Whoever acknowledges Me before men, I will acknowledge him before My Father
in heaven. But whoever disowns Me before men, I will disown him before My
Father in heaven'

    Happy moments,  PRAISE GOD.
          Difficult moments, SEEK GOD.
    Quiet moments, WORSHIP GOD.
     Painful moments, TRUST GOD.
     Every moment,    THANK GOD.