A Miracle in God’s Words
by
Anonymous (CTTO)
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| CTTO |
The
little boy put on his clothes for the cold and then told his father: "Ok
dad I'm ready" His Dad, the pastor, said: "Ready for what?"
"Dad, it's time to go outside and distribute our flyers." Dad
replied: "Son, it's very cold outside and it's drizzling." The child
looked surprised at his father and said: "But dad, people need to know
about God even on rainy days." Dad replied, "Son, I'm not going
outside in this weather." With despair, the child said: "Dad, can I
go alone? Please!" His father waited for a moment and then said:
"Son, you can go. Here's the flyers, be careful."
"Thank you
dad!"
And
with this, the son went out into the rain. The 11-Year-old walked all the
streets of the village, handing out the flyers to the people he saw. After 2
hours walking in the rain and in the cold and with his last flyer in his hand,
he stopped in a corner to see if he saw someone to give the flyer too, but the
streets were totally deserted. Then he turned to the first house he saw, walked
to the front door, touched the bell several times and waited, but no one came
out. Finally the boy turned to leave, but something stopped him. The child
turned back to the door and began to touch the bell and pound the door strongly
with his knuckles. He kept waiting. Finally the door was opened gently.
A
lady came out with a very sad look and gently asked: "What can I do for
you, son? With radiant eyes and a bright smile the child said: "Lady, I'm
sorry if I upset you, but I just want to tell you that God really loves you and
that I came to give you my last flyer, which talks about God and His great
love. The boy then gave her the flyer. She just said, "Thank you, son, God
bless you!"
Well, next Sabbath
morning, the pastor was in the pulpit and when the service began he asked: "Someone
has a testimony or something they want to share?" Gently, in the back row
of the church, an older lady stood up. When she started talking, a radiant and
glorious look sprouted from her eyes: "Nobody in this church knows me. I
have never been here, even last Saturday I was not Christian.
My
husband died a while ago leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Saturday
was a particularly cold and rainy day, and it was also in my heart; that on
that day I came to the end of the road, since I had no hope and didn't want to
live anymore. Then I took a chair and a rope and went up to the attic of my
house. I tied and one end of the rope to the rafters of the roof; then I
climbed onto the chair and put the other end of the rope around my neck. I then
stood on the chair, so alone and heartbroken, I was about to throw myself off
the chair, when suddenly I heard the loud sound of the door being knocked.
So I thought: "I'll wait for a minute and
whoever it is will go"
I
waited and waited, but the door knocking was getting louder and louder every
time. It got so loud that I couldn't ignore it anymore. So I wondered, who
could it be? No one ever comes close to my door or come to visit me! I released
the rope from my neck and went to the door, while the bell was still ringing
and the door was still being knocked on. When I opened the door, I couldn't
believe what my eyes saw, in front of my door was the most radiant and angelic
child I've ever seen. He's smile, ohhh, I can never describe it!
The
words that came out of his mouth made my heart, dead so long ago, come back to
life, when he said with the VOICE OF CHERUB: "Lady, I just want to tell
you that God really loves you" "When the little angel disappeared
between the cold and the rain, I closed my door and read every word of the
flyer.
Then I went to the attic
to remove the chair and rope. I didn't need them anymore. As you see. Now I am
a happy daughter of the King. As the direction of the boy, when he left, was to
this church, I came personally say thank you to that little angel of God who
came just in time and, in fact, to rescue my life from an eternity in hell. And
replaced it with an eternity in God's presence. “Everyone cried in the church.
The Pastor came down
from the pulpit to the first bench of the front, where the little angel was
sitting; he took his son in his arms and cried uncontrollably.
Don't
let this message die of cold; after reading it, pass it on to others.
Remember,
God's message can make a big difference in someone's life, never be afraid to
spread it. We just don't know who's life we may change by our actions/or words.
So
let's make a difference
