“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved.” John 3:16-17. (NKJV).
“How do I know God loves me?” Timmy crossed his arms, chin up.
“I love you.” Grandfather tilted his head.
“You don't count. You’re supposed to.”
Grandfather leaned back in his porch rocker, forehead wrinkled.
“Timmy, did you know Sara rescued a kitten?”
Grandfather leaned back in his porch rocker, forehead wrinkled.
“Timmy, did you know Sara rescued a kitten?”
"Nope."
“One day on her drive home, she saw a paper bag tossed from a truck into the medium of a busy thoroughfare. Wind from passing cars buffeted it. Twisting and turning, the bag opened. Out popped the head of a kitten.”
“What happened?” Timmy leaned forward.
“She maneuvered into the medium, put on her flashers. She grabbed the bag and found a terrified kitten. After treatment at the vet's office, she took the kitten home.
“Now that kitten doesn’t know much about love, not even the Four Spiritual Laws, but he knows Sara rescued him. He loves her and trusts her in an amazing way.”
“Wow. How can anyone be so mean? That’s some story.” Grandfather nodded.
“I was like Sara’s kitten. Lost in the world, the traffic whizzed by, paying no attention. But one day, the Lord Jesus stepped out of His heavenly home, came to earth as a lowly man to rescue me, a sinner. He picked me up from the world’s harsh traffic. I don’t understand why He did, but I am eternally grateful.”
“Am I one of His kittens, Grandfather?”
“You better believe it! And He loves you.” Grandfather pulled Timmy into a hug. “Even more than I.”
Kingdom Thinking. When I think about the little kitten, I remember I was in the same predicament. Traffic zipped by, causing my life bag to twist and turn. The Lord Jesus picked me up, rescued me. He loves me with an everlasting love and promises never to leave me. He offers the same to you. Won’t you come?
“One day on her drive home, she saw a paper bag tossed from a truck into the medium of a busy thoroughfare. Wind from passing cars buffeted it. Twisting and turning, the bag opened. Out popped the head of a kitten.” “What happened?” Timmy leaned forward.
“She maneuvered into the medium, put on her flashers. She grabbed the bag and found a terrified kitten. After treatment at the vet's office, she took the kitten home.
“Now that kitten doesn’t know much about love, not even the Four Spiritual Laws, but he knows Sara rescued him. He loves her and trusts her in an amazing way.”
“Wow. How can anyone be so mean? That’s some story.” Grandfather nodded.
“I was like Sara’s kitten. Lost in the world, the traffic whizzed by, paying no attention. But one day, the Lord Jesus stepped out of His heavenly home, came to earth as a lowly man to rescue me, a sinner. He picked me up from the world’s harsh traffic. I don’t understand why He did, but I am eternally grateful.”
“Am I one of His kittens, Grandfather?”
“You better believe it! And He loves you.” Grandfather pulled Timmy into a hug. “Even more than I.”
Kingdom Thinking. When I think about the little kitten, I remember I was in the same predicament. Traffic zipped by, causing my life bag to twist and turn. The Lord Jesus picked me up, rescued me. He loves me with an everlasting love and promises never to leave me. He offers the same to you. Won’t you come?
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