The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes     said --- "OK dad,     I'm  r eady." 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 co ld 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 asked, "Dad, can I go? Please? "His father hesitated for a moment then said, "Son, you   can go. Here are   th e   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   drenched, bone-chilled   wet  a nd 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 doorbell. He rang the bell, but   nobody answered. He  r ang   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 loudl y  o n  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 t o 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 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, "No   one in this church knows me. I've never been her   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 would go away.     "I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed   to get louder and   more   persistent, and then the person ringing also started   knocking loudly. I   thought to myself again, "Who on earth could this be?    Nobody ever ring s  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   m y   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   h e   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 an d  read   slowly   every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my   attic to get my   rope   and chair. I wouldn't need 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 hereto   personal ly  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 was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts   of praise and   honour   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, an d  probably this   universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honour   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 honour to The King, The Father sat His beloved Son   on   a   throne far above all principality and power and ever y  name that is   named.  

Please distribute or, send this to family and friends   you love. Yo u  could   be   a soul winner for Jesus. Visit someone who is sick or   just may need a   friend to talk   to, let them know you care. The heart you bless could   very well be your   own!

Jesus loves you and so do I.