Every Sunday afternoon, after the
morning service at their church, the
Pastor and his 11-year-old son would go out into their
town and hand out
Gospel tracts. This particular afternoon, as it came time
to go to the
streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside as
well as pouring
down rain. The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest
clothes and said
"Okay Dad, I'm ready."
His Pastor Dad asked, "Ready for what?
"Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go
out."
Dad responded, "Son, it's very cold outside and it's
pouring down rain."
The boy gave his Dad a surprised look, and asked,
"But Dad, aren't people
still going to Hell, even though it's raining?"
Dad answered, "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's the
tracts; be careful, son."
"Thanks, Dad!" And with that he was off and out
into the rain.
This 11-year-old boy walked the streets of the town going
door-to-door and
handing everyone he met in the street a Gospel tract.
After 2-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 no one
answered. He rang it again and again but still no one
answered. He waited
but still no answer. Finally the 11-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 asked
softly, "What can I do for you, son?"
With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, the
boy said, "Ma'am,
I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you
that
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