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Discussion in 'Habari na Hoja mchanganyiko' started by kiparah, Jan 6, 2011.

  1. k

    kiparah JF-Expert Member

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    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

    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 following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit.
    As the service began, he asked, 'Does anybody have testimony or want to say

    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 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 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...

    If you love JESUS, please forward this message.
    Spread His word, and share His goodness and faithfulness.
  2. U

    Ulimali Member

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    This is true story. dear havenly father I ask your Holly spirity to minister to your people who are good member jF. open their iner eye so they can see,
  3. Ally Kombo

    Ally Kombo Verified User

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    ............a nice sunday school story !
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    Lole Gwakisa JF-Expert Member

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    The Lord redeems in mysterious ways!!!
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    Michelle JF-Expert Member

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    Thank you, interesting,may God Bless you Bigbro!