I got this text to my email:
"Every Sunday afternoon, after morning service at church, the Pastor and his 11 year old son went to town and hand out flyers to every person who saw. This Sunday in particular when it was time to go to town and hand out flyers, the weather was very cold and began to drizzle. The boy put his warm clothes and told his father, 'OK, Dad, I'm ready. "
His father, Pastor, said, 'Ready for what?
'Dad, it's time to go out and distribute our leaflets. "
Dad said, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it is drizzling. "
The boy looked surprised his father and said, 'But Dad, people are going to Hell, even on rainy days. "
Dad answers, "Son, I'm not going to go out in this weather."
In despair, the child said, 'Dad, I can go by myself? Please?
His father hesitated for a moment and then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the flyers, be careful. "
'Thanks Dad! "
And with that, he was off in the rain. The 11 year old boy walked the streets of the town, handing out fliers to people he saw.
After 2 hours of walking in the rain, cold, and its last wheel, stopped at a corner and looked to see if he saw someone to hand the wheel, but the streets were totally deserted. Then he turned toward the first house he saw, walked to the front door rang the bell several times and waited but nobody came.
Finally, he turned to leave but something stopped him. The boy turned back to the door and began playing the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his knuckles. He waited, something holding him there on the front door. He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.
came out a lady with a very sad look, and softly asked, 'What I can do for you, son. "
With radiant eyes and a smile that he cut the words, the 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 my last wheel, talking about Jesus and His great LOVE. The boy took the wheel and left.
She called him and said, 'Thank you, son, and God bless you. "
Well, the next Sunday morning the pastor was in the pulpit and 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 up. When he began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, 'No one in this church knows me. I had never been here even before last Sunday was not a Christian. My husband has been dead some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday was a particularly cold and rainy day, and it was in my heart that day I reached the end of the road, as I had no hope or will to live. Then I took a chair and a rope and climbed into the attic of my house. Well fastened and secured one end of the rope to the rafters, 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 shoot me when I suddenly heard the loud sound of the doorbell. Then I thought, 'wait a minute, and whoever it is will go. "
I waited and waited, but the doorbell was becoming more insistent, and then the person started knocking loudly. Then I wondered, Who could it be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me! I loosened the rope from my neck and went to the door while the bell rang louder and louder.
When I opened the door I could not believe my eyes, my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen. His smile, ohhh, I can never describe it! The words out of his mouth caused my heart died long ago, back to life, saying cherubic voice, 'LADY I just want to say that Jesus really loves her. "
As the little angel disappeared back into the cold and rain, I closed my door and I read every word of the wheel. Then I went to the attic to get my rope and chair. We no longer need more. ---- You see I am now a happy child KING. As the direction of the church was in the back of the wheel, I come here to personally say THANK that little ANGEL OF GOD that was just in time and, indeed, to save my life forever in hell. "
Everyone was crying in church, and gave praise and honor to KING OF KINGS. Pastor from the pulpit down to the front pew where the little angel was seated, took his son in his arms and cried and cried uncontrollably.
Probably no church has returned to a more glorious moment, and probably this universe never had a father full of love and honor for his son ... .. except one. This one Father allowed his son to come to a world cold and dark, so that He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and the whole sky gave glory and honor of his beloved Son, the KING OF KINGS , who sat at the right hand of the throne and gave him power over all principality, whose name is above every name, Jesus .
Remember, GOD message can make a big difference in the life of someone close to you. "
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