John 3:16
A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner, the people were in and out of the
cold. The little boy was so cold that he wasn't trying to sell many papers.
He walked up to a policeman and said, "Mister, you wouldn't happen to know where a
poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you? You see, I sleep in a
box up around the corner there and down the alley and it's awful cold in there for
tonight. Sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay."
The policeman looked down at the little boy and said, "You go down the street to that
big white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just
say, John 3:16, and they will let you in." So he did. He walked up the steps and
knocked on the door, and a lady answered. He looked up and said, "John 3:16." The
lady said, "Come on in, Son."
She took him in and she sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a great big
old fireplace, and she went off. The boy sat there for a while and thought to himself:
John 3:16...I don't understand it, but it sure makes a cold boy warm.
Later she came back and asked him "Are you hungry?" He said, "Well, just a little. I
haven't eaten in a couple of days, and I guess I could stand a little bit of food," The
lady took him in the kitchen and sat him down to a table full of wonderful food. He ate
and ate until he couldn't eat any more. Then he thought to himself: John 3:16; Boy, I
sure don't understand it but it makes a hungry boy full.
She took him upstairs to a bathroom with a huge bathtub filled with warm water, and
he sat there and soaked for a while. As he soaked, he thought to himself: John 3:16;
I sure don't understand it, but it sure makes a dirty boy clean. You know, I've not had
a bath, a real bath, in my whole life. The only bath I ever had was when I stood in
front of that big old fire hydrant as they flushed it out. The lady came in and got him.
She took him to a room, tucked him into a big old feather bed, pulled the covers up
around his neck, kissed him goodnight and turned out the lights. As he lay in the
darkness and looked out the window at the snow coming down on that cold night, he
thought to himself: John 3:16...I don't understand it but it sure makes a tired boy
rested.
The next morning the lady came back up and took him down again to that same big
table full of food. After he ate, she took him back to that same big old split bottom
rocker in front of the fireplace and picked up a big old Bible.
She sat down in front of him and looked into his young face. "Do you understand
John 3:16?" she asked gently. He replied, "No, Ma'am, I don't. The first time I ever
heard it was last night when the policeman told me to use it," She opened the Bible
to John 3:16 and began to explain to him about Jesus. Right there, in front of that big
old fireplace, he gave his heart and life to Jesus. He sat there and thought: John
3:16 -- I don't understand it, but it sure makes a lost boy feel safe.
You know, I have to confess I don't understand it either, how God was willing to send
His Son to die for me, and how Jesus would agree to do such a thing. I don't
understand the agony of the Father and every angel in heaven as they watched
Jesus suffer and die. I don't understand the intense love for ME that kept Jesus on
the cross till the end. I don't understand it, but it sure does make life worth living.
John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that
whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
cold. The little boy was so cold that he wasn't trying to sell many papers.
He walked up to a policeman and said, "Mister, you wouldn't happen to know where a
poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you? You see, I sleep in a
box up around the corner there and down the alley and it's awful cold in there for
tonight. Sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay."
The policeman looked down at the little boy and said, "You go down the street to that
big white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just
say, John 3:16, and they will let you in." So he did. He walked up the steps and
knocked on the door, and a lady answered. He looked up and said, "John 3:16." The
lady said, "Come on in, Son."
She took him in and she sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a great big
old fireplace, and she went off. The boy sat there for a while and thought to himself:
John 3:16...I don't understand it, but it sure makes a cold boy warm.
Later she came back and asked him "Are you hungry?" He said, "Well, just a little. I
haven't eaten in a couple of days, and I guess I could stand a little bit of food," The
lady took him in the kitchen and sat him down to a table full of wonderful food. He ate
and ate until he couldn't eat any more. Then he thought to himself: John 3:16; Boy, I
sure don't understand it but it makes a hungry boy full.
She took him upstairs to a bathroom with a huge bathtub filled with warm water, and
he sat there and soaked for a while. As he soaked, he thought to himself: John 3:16;
I sure don't understand it, but it sure makes a dirty boy clean. You know, I've not had
a bath, a real bath, in my whole life. The only bath I ever had was when I stood in
front of that big old fire hydrant as they flushed it out. The lady came in and got him.
She took him to a room, tucked him into a big old feather bed, pulled the covers up
around his neck, kissed him goodnight and turned out the lights. As he lay in the
darkness and looked out the window at the snow coming down on that cold night, he
thought to himself: John 3:16...I don't understand it but it sure makes a tired boy
rested.
The next morning the lady came back up and took him down again to that same big
table full of food. After he ate, she took him back to that same big old split bottom
rocker in front of the fireplace and picked up a big old Bible.
She sat down in front of him and looked into his young face. "Do you understand
John 3:16?" she asked gently. He replied, "No, Ma'am, I don't. The first time I ever
heard it was last night when the policeman told me to use it," She opened the Bible
to John 3:16 and began to explain to him about Jesus. Right there, in front of that big
old fireplace, he gave his heart and life to Jesus. He sat there and thought: John
3:16 -- I don't understand it, but it sure makes a lost boy feel safe.
You know, I have to confess I don't understand it either, how God was willing to send
His Son to die for me, and how Jesus would agree to do such a thing. I don't
understand the agony of the Father and every angel in heaven as they watched
Jesus suffer and die. I don't understand the intense love for ME that kept Jesus on
the cross till the end. I don't understand it, but it sure does make life worth living.
John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that
whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
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