She Writes

Her heart bursts for Jesus. She longs to find someone who does not know Him, and read them the bible, share His love. But fear enters her heart. Not a fear of the telling. A fear of unbelief. Not hers, but theirs. What if they don't believe how great God's love is? What if they don't believe He sent His only son to die for them? That He loves them that much? How do I make them believe?

She shares with me her heart, breaking for those who do not know. We are driving and I want to pull off the road and just wrap her up in my arms. For my heart is bursting at that moment for her, the love, the faith, the wisdom, of this little girl of nine years. With eyes blurred with tears and a catch in my throat, I tell her how wonderful this is, her heart for God. I explain she only needs to tell, that's all He asks. He does all the rest. I tell her to pray for them. And I pray.

Then she writes...

I woke up today with a story on my mind about the bible verses 1 Corinthians 13
(1 If I speak in the tongues[a] of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,[b] but do not have love, I gain nothing. 4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. 13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.)
stuck in my mind. I decided to make a story about a girl who has never seen or heard or felt love in her life. Then she came across a store that was selling bibles and she was curious; she bought one and started reading it on the way home. She read all about love, that it never fail, and Jesus died on the cross because of LOVE. The reason he did not get off the cross (which he could have easily done) was because of love! For us who have sinned! He stilled loved us after we broke his heart. How would you feel if your heart was broken, would you still love the person who broke your heart? Well Jesus did. He paid the price we would have to pay, and he said he would COME BACK! How exciting is that to meet him face to face. He died on the cross because of LOVE!

And she writes this story. A chapter at a time. The ultimate love story from the heart of a little girl of nine!

All glory to Him,
Shelly