The boy put on his clothes for the cold and told his father: OK, Dad, Im ready . His father, the Pastor, said to him, ready to what? Dad, is time to go out and distribute our flyers. The Pope replied, son, this very cold outside and it is raining. The child looked surprised at her father and said, But Dad, people need to know God even on rainy days. The Pope replied, son Im not going to go out this time. With despair, the child said, Dad, can I go I only? Please! His father hesitated for a moment and then said: son, you can go... Here are flyers, be careful. Thanks dad! And with this, the child was under the rain. 11-year-old boy walked all the streets of the town, handing out flyers to people he saw. After 2 hours walking in the rain, cold and your latest steering wheel, stopped at a corner and looked to see if you saw someone who give the steering wheel, but the streets were completely deserted. Then he tacked it toward the first House that saw, stepped up to the door of the front and rang the Bell several times and waited, but no one came out. Finally the child turned to leave, but rather how it stopped. The child turned again toward the door and began to ring the Bell and hit the door strongly with the knuckles. He was still waiting for, something was holding him there front door. He rang the Bell again and this time the door opened softly. A lady with a very sad look came out and gently asked: What can I do for you, son? With radiant eyes and a smile that cut you the words, the boy said: Madam, Im sorry if I bother her, but I just want to tell you that... * God really the AMA * and I came to give my last Steering wheel, which talks about God and his great love. The child gave the wheel and went. She only said: thanks, the son, and God bless! Well, the next Sunday morning, the pastor was in the pulpit and when it began the service asked: Someone have a testimony or something you want to share?. Gently, in the back of the church row, an elderly lady stood up. When he began to speak, a look radiant and glorious flowed from their eyes: I know anyone in this church. I had never been here, even still last Sunday was not Christian. My husband died a while ago back leaving me completely alone in this world... Last Sunday was a particularly cold and rainy day, and it was also in my heart; that day I arrived at the end of the road, and that he had no hope or desire to live. Then I took a Chair and a rope and went up to the attic of my house. I tie and well made sure one end of the rope to the ceiling joists; then I went to the Chair and put the other end of the rope around my neck. Stop in the Chair, alone and with a broken heart, he was about to shoot me when suddenly I heard the loud ringing of the door. Then I thought, wait a minute and who want it to be it will be. I waited and waited, but the door chime ever was more insistent, and then the person began to hit the door with force. Then I asked myself, who you can be? Nobody ever knocks on my door or come to see me! I let my neck rope and went to the door, while the Bell was ringing each time with more emphasis. When I opened the door, I couldnt believe what my eyes saw, outside my door was the most radiant and angelic child he had ever seen. His smile, ohhh, I can never describe it! The words that came out of his mouth made my heart, dead so long ago, he returned to life, when he said in a voice of Cherubim: Lady, I just want to tell you that God really loves. When the little angel disappeared between the cold and the rain, I closed my door and I read every word of the steering wheel. So I went to the attic to remove the Chair and the noose. Already you would not need them most. As you can see... now I am a happy daughter of the King. As the direction of the Church was in the back of the steering wheel, I personally came to say thanks to this little ANGEL of God who arrived just in time and, indeed, to rescue my life from an eternity in hell. All wept in the Church. Pastor fell from the pulpit to the first banking from the front, where sat the little angel; He took his son in his arms and wept uncontrollably. Probably the Church did not have a more glorious moment. God bless your eyes to read this message. Dont let this message to die of cold; After reading it, pass it on to others. Remember, Gods message can make a big difference in the life of someone close to you..
Posted on: Wed, 10 Dec 2014 17:13:38 +0000
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