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Sep 15

" A beautiful and touching story "


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 answered.

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 2nd of 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 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, 
'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 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, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honour 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... 
Whether or not you love JESUS, He loves you, andbelieve in HIM. Spread His word, and share His goodness and faithfulness.

Matthew 10:32  JESUS says : -

'Whoever acknowledges Me before men, I will acknowledge him before My Father in heaven. But whoever disowns Me before men, I will disown him before My Father in heaven'

Sep 23
This is a true story of Mother’s Sacrifice during the Japan Earthquake.
After the Earthquake had subsided, when the rescuers reached the ruins of a young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow strange that she knelt on her knees like a person was worshiping; her body was leaning forward, and her two hands were supporting by an object. The collapsed house had crashed her back and her head.

With so many difficulties, the leader of the rescuer team put his hand through a narrow gap on the wall to reach the woman’s body. He was hoping that this woman could be still alive. However, the cold and stiff body told him that she had passed away for sure.
He and the rest of the team left this house and were going to search the next collapsed building. For some reasons, the team leader was driven by a compelling force to go back to the ruin house of the dead woman. Again, he knelt down and used his had through the narrow cracks to search the little space under the dead body. Suddenly, he screamed with excitement,” A child! There is a child! “
The whole team worked together; carefully they removed the piles of ruined objects around the dead woman. There was a 3 months old little boy wrapped in a flowery blanket under his mother’s dead body. Obviously, the woman had made an ultimate sacrifice for saving her son. When her house was falling, she used her body to make a cover to protect her son. The little boy was still sleeping peacefully when the team leader picked him up.
The medical doctor came quickly to exam the little boy. After he opened the blanket, he saw a cell phone inside the blanket. There was a text message on the screen. It said,” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” This cell phone was passing around from one hand to another. Every body that read the message wept. ” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” Such is the mother’s love for her child!!
Jul 21

I received an email through one of my friends when I thought of writing an article for today’s youth. Although, the author of this story is unknown to me I could not neglect a great principle that echoes from the heart of this small story. This story has a mum and son who live in a small village, whose lives disclosed true love which was proved by a sacrifice.

 

The son of this story starts by talking about his mom as follows: My mom had only one eye. I hated her… she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell… anything for the money we needed. She was such an embarrassment. I remember a day during elementary school. It was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed.


How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school my friends kept asking me …”Your mom only has one eye!” and they taunted me. I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, “Mom, why don’t you have the other eye? You’re only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don’t you just die?” My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I’d wanted to say all this time.

 
Maybe it was because my mom hadn’t punished me, but I didn’t think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.

 
That night… I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away.


Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.

 
Then I studied really 
hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids too. Now I’m living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it’s a place that doesn’t remind me of my mom. 
 
This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me “What? Who’s this?” …It was my mother…Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom’s eye.
 
And I asked her, “Who are you? I don’t know you!!!” as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her “How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW”, and to this, my mother quietly answered, “oh, I’m so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address,” and she disappeared. Thank good ness… she doesn’t recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn’t going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.


A wave of relief came upon me.  One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house, just out of curiosity. There, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand. It was a letter to me.


She wrote: “My son, I think my life has been long enough now. And… I won’t visit Seoul anymore. But would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school. For your sake, I’m sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you. 

 
You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn’t stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye. So, I gave you mine. I was so proud that my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did, not even the couple times that you were angry with me.

 

I thought to myself, ‘it’s because he loves me.’ I miss the times when you were still young around me. I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me.

 

My world shattered!!! Then I cried for the person who lived for me… My Mother….

This heart warming story is given here to bring to your mind a great truth. Though, the son could not know the meaning of mother’s true and sacrificial love, finally he had recognized it.

 

Dear Youth, I ought to remind you of one thing here. There are many who have lived a life of sacrifice for their Son, Father, Mother, Family, Society, nation etc.

 

But, do you know there is only one man who proved his sacrificial love for the whole world. He is the author of all visible and invisible things, hidden and revealed. He is the alpha and omega, yet he gave up himself. Yes, it was for YOU and me.

 

Do you know the reason behind it? It was to save YOU & ME from our sins and punishments. There was none to rescue us away of this dangerous sinful nature of our lives. Then, He came down, calling us by name, with an everlasting love.

 

Would you accept His call by opening your heart and accepting Him as your personal Savior and Lord? Crying before a dead body is meaningless. He was dead, but He rose again, and lives in heaven. Will you accept this great Lord as your God and Saviour? If you believe on Him you will become his son. A son of the creator of the Universe and you will be a possessor of the part of His possessions.  He is none other than Lord Jesus.

 

“For God so loved the World that he gave his only begotten son, that whoever believes in him will not perish but have everlasting life (Jn. 3:16). This was the greatest sacrifice that the world has ever seen. A great sacrifice for the whole world.

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