The best Judgment

 *Actual Judge's sentence in Atlanta, Georgia, USA.* 

 There was a fifteen year old boy in Atlanta. He was caught stealing from  a store.  

On trying to escape from the hold of the guard, a shelf of the store was also broken.

 The judge heard the crime and asked the boy, "Did you really steal something, a packet of bread and cheese"?

 The boy responded by looking down.  ;- Yes'.

 Judge,: - 'Why?'

 Boy,: - I needed.

 Judge: - 'Could have bought.

 Boy: - 'There was no money.'

 Judge: - Take it from the family.  

Boy: - 'There is only mother in the house.  Sick and unemployed, Bread and Cheese were also stolen for the same

 Judge: - You don't do anything?

 Boy: - Used to wash a car.  When I took a day off to take care of my mother, I was fired.

 Judge: - Dont you ask someone for help?

 Boy: - Had left the house since morning, went to about fifty people, took this desperate step at the very end.

 When the arguments ended, the judge began to pronounce the verdict, "the theft and especially the theft of Bread is a very shameful crime and we are all responsible for this crime.  Every person in the court, including me, is a perpetrator, so every person present here is fined ten dollars.  No one can get out of here without giving ten dollars. "

 Saying this, the judge took ten dollars out of his pocket and then picked up the pen and started writing: - In addition, I fined the store a thousand dollars for handing over a hungry child to the police.  

 If the penalty is not deposited within 24 hours, the court will order to seal the store.

 By giving the full amount of collections to this boy, the judge & court ask for forgiveness from that boy.

 After hearing the verdict, tears were pouring from the eyes of the people present in the court. That boy's hiccups were also relentless.  The judge  came out court with tears in his eyes.

 Are our society, systems and courts ready for such a decision?

 Chanakya has said that if a hungry person is caught stealing bread, then the people of that country should be ashamed.

 If this post touches your heart, do share it with others too. 😊🤗💯%

-WHO IS JESUS TO YOU???

I went to an Electrician and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the LIGHT OF THE WORLD..💡😊 🙌

I went to a Hunter and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied he's the LION OF JUDAH👑🙌💯

I went to a Baker and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the BREAD OF LIFE.🙌🙌💯

I went to the Doctor and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the GREAT PHYSICIAN 🙌🙌💯

I went to the Plumber and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the LIVING WATER 🙌🙌💯

I went to the Farmer and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the TRUE WINE 🙌🙌💯

I went to the Builder and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the CORNERSTONE, FOUNDATION🙌🙌💯

I went to the Gardener and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the LILLY OF THE VALLEY, ROSE OF SHARON 🙌🙌💯

I went to the Fisherman and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the FISHER OF MEN 🙌🙌💯

I went to the prison and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the PRISON BREAKER 🙌🙌💯

I went to the Miner and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the MOST PRECIOUS STONE 🙌🙌💯

I went to the Pharmacist  and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the HEALING OINTMENT  🙌🙌💯

I went to the Publisher and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the giver of GOOD NEWS  🙌🙌💯

I went to the Shepherd  and asked him
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the SHEPHERD OF MY SOUL  🙌🙌💯
I went to a KING and asked him 
: Who is Jesus?
He replied Jesus is the KING of KINGS....👑💪😊

The person I didn't meet yet is you. But now that I have meet you and you have read this post let me ask you😊
-WHO IS JESUS TO YOU???

The Last Pamphlet

Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel Tracts. 
This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring rain. Â  
The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready.' 
His Pastor dad asked, 'Ready for what?' 
 'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out' 
Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring rain.' 
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?' 
Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.' 
Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?' 
His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the tracts, be careful son..' 
 'Thanks Dad!' 
And with that, he was off and out into the rain. 

This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract . 
After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted. 


Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered. 
He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer. 
Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him. 
Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch! 


He rang again and this time the door slowly opened. 
Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that * JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU * and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE.' 
With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave.. 
She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!' 
Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked, 'Does anybody have testimony or want to say anything?' 
Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. 
As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, 'No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live. 

So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and broken-hearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, 'I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.' 

I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly..

I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder. 
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! 
The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU .' Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand. 

As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more. 

You see-- -I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell..' 

There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated.... 
He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. 
Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor for his son... Except for One.. 

Heaven is for God's people! 
Remember,God's message CAN make the difference in the lives of people. 

If you're saved announce it; if you're not, apply & appropriate it!


With Love,
Esther