I Give You Me
I Give You Me
Here is a true story about a nine year old boy who lived in a rural town
in Tennessee. His 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
he
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 old replied.
The bus pastor got to the house early the next morning and found the
lights
off. He let himself in and 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. A few 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, back and forth all the way to the rear of
the
sanctuary. Then he 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!"
I do love Jesus. He is my source of existence and my Savior. He keeps me
functioning each and everyday. Without Him, I will be nothing. Without
Him,
I am nothing. With Him I can do all things. Phil 4:13
NAILS DIDN'T HOLD JESUS TO THE CROSS... LOVE DID!
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