"Jesus really does love you"....
- Dear All,
Here is a nice story-
Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at their church, the
Pastor and his 11-year-old son would go out into their town and hand out
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 "Okay 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 11-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
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 answered.
He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no
answer. Finally, this 11-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 held 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! 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.
"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 has 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! There on my front
porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life!
is 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, '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, 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 an eternity in Hell."
There were now no dry eyes in the church. 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
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, God, also allowed His Son, Jesus, 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
There may be someone, reading this, who is also going through a dark,
cold, and 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 yourself 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!"