“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.
Grandfather tilted his head. “I love you.”
“You’re supposed to.”
He leaned back in his porch rocker, forehead wrinkled.
“Timmy, did you know Sara rescued a kitten?”
He 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. The bag opened. Out popped the head of a kitten.”
“What happened?” Timmy leaned forward.
“She maneuvered into the medium, 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 but he knows Sara saved him and he totally trusts her.”
“Wow. How can anyone be so mean?”
“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. The bag opened. Out popped the head of a kitten.” “What happened?” Timmy leaned forward.
“She maneuvered into the medium, 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 but he knows Sara saved him and he totally trusts her.”
“Wow. How can anyone be so mean?”
Grandfather sighed. “I was like Sara’s kitten. Lost in the world, the traffic whizzing by. 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 traffic. I don’t understand why, but I am eternally grateful.”
“Am I one of His kittens, Grandfather?”
“You better believe it! And He loves you.” Grandfather hugged Timmy. “Even more than I.”
“Am I one of His kittens, Grandfather?”
“You better believe it! And He loves you.” Grandfather hugged Timmy. “Even more than I.”
“Wow. God must love me a whole lot 'cause I know you love me.” He looked at Grandfather. “If you love me and God loves me, Maybe I can rescue kittens, too.”
“What kind of kittens?”
“Guess I'll rescue real kittens--four-legged ones and maybe two-legged ones.” He grinned. “All of us kittens need to know the Lord Jesus loves us--“
“You got that right, son. All His kittens need His love.” He cleared his throat, pulled his grandson into a hug.
Kingdom Thinking. Caught in the same predicament as the little kitten, the worldly traffic roared by, twisting and banging my life bag. The Lord Jesus saved me. He loves me with an everlasting love and promises never to leave me. He offers the same to you. Won’t you come?
Kingdom Thinking. Caught in the same predicament as the little kitten, the worldly traffic roared by, twisting and banging my life bag. The Lord Jesus saved me. He loves me with an everlasting love and promises never to leave me. He offers the same to you. Won’t you come?