The Last Gospel Tract
Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at their 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 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 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 2 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 - "Mam, 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 and 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
feet. As she began to speak a look of glorious radiance came from
her face as she said - "None of you in this church know 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 as 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!!! And the words that came from his mouth caused my heart,
that
had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with cherub like
voice - 'Mam, 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,
and 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 were now no dry eyes 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 him 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 and 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 Thrown far above all
Principality and Power....and every name that is named....
There may be SOMEONE, reading this, who is also going through a Dark,
Cold, Lonely time in your soul. You may be a Christian, for we are
not without problems, or you may not yet know THE KING. Whatever the
case, and whatever the problem or situation you find your- self in,
and no matter how DARK it may seem, I want you to know that I just
came to tell you - JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU.
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