BROCHURE

Every Sunday afternoon after the morning service at the church, the pastor and his 11 year old son went out of town and hand out tracts.

One Sunday afternoon, when it came time for the Pastor and his son go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside and it rained a lot. The boy dress warmly and said:

- 'Ok, Dad, I'm ready. '

And his father asked:

- "Ready for what?":

- 'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out. '

His father replied:


- 'Son, it's very cold outside and raining a lot. '

The boy looked at him surprised and asked:

- "But dad, people do not go to hell even on rainy days?"

His father replied:

- "Son, I'm not going out in the cold. '

Sadly, the boy asked:

- 'Dad, can I go? Please?

His father hesitated for a moment and then said:

- "Son, you can go. Here are the handouts. Be careful, son. '

- 'Thanks, Dad! "

Then he went out into the rain. This eleven year old boy
walked the streets from door to door handing out gospel to everyone he saw.

After walking for two hours in the rain, he was all wet, but lacked the final brochure. He stopped at the corner and looked for someone to hand a leaflet, but the streets were totally deserted. Then he turned toward the first house he saw and started up the sidewalk to the door and rang the bell. He rang the bell but nobody answered.
He rang again, again, but no one answered the door. 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. He waited, something holding him there on the porch. He rang again and this time the door slowly opened. Standing in the doorway was an old lady with a sad look. 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 say that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU and I came here to give you my latest brochure which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE. '

Then he handed her his last tract and turned to leave.
She called him and said:

- 'Thanks, my son! And may God bless you! "

Well, on the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked:

- Does anybody have a testimony or something to say? "

Slowly, in the last row of the church, an elderly lady stood up.
As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance on his face.

- 'Nobody knows me in this church. I've never been here. You see, before last Sunday I was not Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, one day being particularly cold and rainy, I had decided in my heart that I came to the end of the line, I had no hope or will to live.

So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairs to the attic of my house. I tied the rope on a wood roof, 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 jump when suddenly ringing startled me. I thought:

- I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away. '

I waited and waited, but the bell was insistent and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. I thought:

- 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to visit. '

I loosened the rope from my neck and started toward the door,
while the bell rang louder and louder.

When I opened the door and saw who it was, I could hardly believe it, because on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I've 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 was long dead LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with the voice of cherub,

- 'Lady, I just came here to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU. '

Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hands.

As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed the door and read every word of this leaflet.

So I climbed to the attic to get my rope and chair. I would not need them anymore. You see - I am now a Happy Child of the KING!

Since the address of your church was on the back of this brochure, I came here to personally say thanks to the angel of God at the right time, spared my soul from an eternity in hell. '

There was nobody who had not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING echoed throughout the building,
Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit and went toward 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 glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a father so filled with love and honor for his son ...

Except one. This Father also allowed His Son to go to a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy
indescribable, 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 gave him a name which is above every name.

Blessed are the eyes that see this message. Do not let it get lost, read it again and pass it on.

Remember: God's message can make a difference in the life of someone close to you.

So ...

- I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to say that JESUS LOVES YOU TOO and I came here to give you my very last tract.