Here is a true story about
a nine year old boy who lived in a rural town in
house was in a poor area of the community.
A church had a bus ministry that came knocking on
his door one Saturday afternoon. The kid
came to answer the door and greeted the bus
pastor. The bus pastor asked if his parents
were home, and the small boy told him that his
parents take off every weekend and leave him at
home to take care of his little brother.
The bus pastor couldn't believe what the kid said
and asked him to repeat it. The youngster
gave the same answer, and the bus pastor asked to
come in and talk with him. They went into
the living room and sat down on an old couch with
the foam and springs exposed. The bus
pastor asked the kid, "Where do you go to
church?" The young boy surprised the
visitor by replying, "I've never been to
church in my whole life." The bus
pastor thought to himself about the fact that his
church was less than three miles from the child's
house. "Are you sure you have never
been to church?" he asked again.
"I sure haven't," came his answer.
Then the bus pastor said, "Well, son, more
important than going to church, have you ever
heard the greatest love story ever told?",
and then proceeded to share the Gospel with this
little nine year old boy. The young lad's
heart began to be tenderized, and at the end of
the bus pastor's story, the bus pastor asked if
the boy wanted to receive this free gift from God.
The youngster exclaimed, "You bet!"
The kid and the bus pastor got on their knees and
the lad invited Jesus into his little heart and
received the free gift of salvation. They
both stood up and the bus pastor asked if he
could pick the kid up for church the next morning.
"Sure," the nine year old replied.
pastor got to the house early the next morning
and found the lights off. He let himself
in, snaked his way through the house, and found
the little boy asleep in his bed. He woke
up the little boy and his brother and helped get
them dressed. They got on the bus and ate a
donut for breakfast on their way to church.
Keep in mind that this boy had never been to
church before. The church was a real big
one. The little kid just sat there,
clueless of what was going on.
minutes into the service, these tall unhappy guys
walked down to the front and picked up some
wooden plates. One of the men prayed and
the kid, with utter fascination, watched them
walk up and down the aisles. He still
didn't know what was going on. All of a
sudden, like a bolt of lightning, it hit the kid
what was taking place. These people must be
giving money to Jesus. He then reflected on
the free gift of life he had received just twenty-four
hours earlier. He immediately searched his
pockets, front and back, and couldn't find a
thing to give Jesus. By this time the
offering plate was being passed down his aisle
and, with a broken heart, he just grabbed the
plate and held on to it. He finally let go
and watched it pass on down the aisle. He
turned around to see it passed down the aisle
behind him. And then his eyes remained
glued on the plate as it was passed back and
forth, all the way to the rear of the sanctuary.
had an idea. This little nine year old boy,
in front of God and everybody, got up out of his
seat. He walked about eight rows back,
grabbed the usher by the coat and asked to hold
the plate one more time. Then he did the
most astounding thing I have ever heard of.
He took the plate, sat it on the carpeted church
floor and stepped into the center of it. As
he stood there, he lifted his little head up and
said, "Jesus, I don't have anything to give
you today, but just me. I give you me!"
- AUTHOR UNKNOWN -
GOD'S LITTLE ACRE
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