Wow, I just started this blog yesterday and already wonderful news!
Last night God answered a prayer I had been praying for months. My mom and I had been sharing parts of our lives with one another. As we were getting ready to go to bed, I asked my mom, “If you were to die tonight do you know if you would go to heaven?” She answered, “I don’t know. I’m not perfect.” I responded something like this:
“Mom, no one is. That is why Jesus died for us. On our own we would not be worthy to be in the presence of God. If one believes in Jesus: that he died for our sins, allow Him to take control of our lives, and try to follow His two commandments: love God above all things, and love you neighbor as yourself, we will go to heaven. He assures us of that, “He who believes in Him is not condemned” John 3:18. Her eyes filled with tears. She started to cry serenely. I hugged her. We prayed. We said, “I love you” and kissed good night.
This morning I stopped and talked to a homeless man. Our conversation went something like this:I asked if he would like some food. He said yes. I got him some food. As I gave it to him I asked him if he was a Christian. He said, “for lack of a better word, yes.” I said, “Do you believe Jesus died for you sins?” He said, “I don’t need to.” I responded, “We do. I just graduated from Harvard, (he bent down lower); I, too, believed that I didn’t need Jesus. A few months ago I realized that I could not earn my way to heaven. God is so wonderful I can’t be in the presence of him on my own merits. Only through the blood of Christ am I worthy to be in God’s presence. God has giving me strength to love those I couldn’t to love those I didn’t think I could. He is such an awesome God. My giving you food right now is not going to get me into heaven. My accepting Jesus’ sacrifice is.” At this point he was at my eye level. I looked into his sky blue eyes and said, “I love you. I love you simply because God made you.” He responded, “I love you, too.” His eyes filled with tears. I gave him some scriptures. He said, “thank you.” I asked him if I could give him a hug. He nodded. I got out of the car and put my arms around him.
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