A WorthWhile Email to Share
Saturday, November 24, 2007, 10:32 AM
This is a email i Receive from Clarissa in one of the day and it actually strengthen my faith and encourage me on trying to do more CE, to share the gospel to more people even those whom I don't evn know or related to me. I prayed that all people will get to know more about Jesus Christ, Our Savior!

A testimony that will soften our heart but strengthen our faith.We can be God's angel if we obey...


Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church,
thePastor 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 forthe 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 hiswarmest 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 asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?'
His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go.
Here arethe tracts, be careful son....’
'Thanks Dad!'

And with that, he was off and out into the rain.
His eleven year old boywalked the streets of the town going door to door
and handingeverybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract.
After two hours of walking in the rain,
he was soaking, bone-chilled wetand down to his VERY LAST TRACT.

He stopped on a corner and looked forsomeone 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 timethe 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 justwant to tell you that
*JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU*
and I came to giveYou 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 any 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 waseven 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 inthe 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 ofmy doorbell downstairs startled me.
I thought,'I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.'

I waited andwaited, 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 andangelic 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 exclaimedwith a cherub-like voice,
'Ma'am, I just came to tell youthat
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.
ThenI 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 forhis son...
Except for One. Our 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.
Heaven is for His people!
God's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close to you.
Please share this wonderful message...

'Faith is the affirmation and the act that bids eternal truth be present fact.
' Coleridge



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