Where Am I Going?-LargePrint Tract

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Where Am I Going?

 

Lovely and accomplished, she only lived for this life. Idolized by her parents, loved by her fiance, she had it all.
But she contracted a fatal disease. The skilled physician pronounced the heartrending verdict that her days were numbered.
“Dad,” she said, “I’m about to die. Where am I going?” Her father couldn’t answer.
“Mom, can you tell me what I need to do to get to heaven?” Her only reply was tears.
Her fiance couldn’t answer either.
“I’m lost!” she exclaimed. “Aren’t I? Is there anyone who can tell me what I must do to be saved?”
Finally her dad said, “You’ve always been a respectful daughter, and have never caused your parents trouble. You’ve regularly attended church, and helped in the services. The minister has performed the rites of the church, and said he was satisfied with your preparation.”
“But I feel that’s not enough. It’s no rest to my soul. It’s hollow it’s not real. O! I’m about to die, and I don’t know where I am going. Can’t anyone teach me what I can do to be saved?”
Death was around the corner. Eternity was looming. They didn’t how to answer the agonizing appeal of the young lady, awakened to a sense of sin — to a dread appearing before God — to the terrors of hell.
But she had a young servant who longed to tell her mistress but felt too shy. At last she got up her courage, and told her mistress, “There’s a preacher in who tells everyone they can have salvation through faith in the Lord Jesus Christ, and he urges us to accept forgiveness freely offered in the gospel.”
“O if I could only see him,” she exclaimed. She asked her father to invite the strange preacher to the house, and her wish was granted. Again the family were assembled, as the strange preacher entered the room. The dying girl, raising herself, appealed to him: “Can you tell me what I must do to obtain rest for my soul, and die at peace with God?”
“I’m afraid I can’t.”
“Is there no hope for me?”
“Wait,” he said, “though I can’t tell you what you can do to be saved, I can tell you what has been done for you!
“Jesus Christ, the Saviour-God, has completely finished a work by which lost and helpless sinners may be righteously saved. God, who is love, saw us in our lost state. He pitied us, and in love and compassion sent Jesus to die for us.
“ ‘God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.’
“He shed His precious blood on the cross in the place of sinners, so that they might be pardoned and saved. ‘Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.’ ”
“And I have nothing to do?”
“Nothing, but to believe. No doing, working, praying, giving, or abstaining, can give relief to the conscience burdened with a sense of guilt, or rest to the troubled heart. It is not a work done in you by yourself, but a work done for you by another, long ago. Jesus has completed the work of our redemption. He has said. “It is finished.” Through faith in Him you have pardon. It is impossible to add anything to the perfect work of Christ. Doing is not God’s way of salvation, but giving up on doing, and believing what God has already done for you. God has given to us eternal life, and this life is in His Son:”
“I do believe that Jesus died on the cross for sinners; but how am I to know that God has accepted me?” she asked.
“Jesus the God-man has gone up into heaven. He has been accepted for us; and when you believe, you are accepted in Him.”
Listening eagerly, she received the Word of God, which revealed Christ to her. Looking upwards she exclaimed, “O, what love! what grace!”
Soon after she went home to be with Jesus, triumphant and rejoicing in her salvation.

The Greatest Question in the World-Large Print Tract

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The Greatest Question in the World

 

Long ago a judge named Pilate asked, “What shall I do then with Jesus which is called Christ?” (Matthew 27:22).
Did it ever occur to you that everyone must answer this question? You must answer it. I must answer it. It’s the most important question we will ever answer. God requires an answer. Our whole future depends upon our answer. I cannot answer for you and you cannot answer for me. Each must answer for himself. We must answer since God holds each of us personally responsible to accept Jesus the Saviour.
You and I need a Saviour, “for all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God” (Romans 3:23). In spite of our terrible condition, God has provided in His Son a Saviour for those whom He has shown to be guilty. “God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life” (John 3:16).
The Lord Jesus Christ by His suffering and death met every just and holy claim God had against sin. “He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities. . . . All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all” (Isaiah 53:5-6).
God’s work of redemption was finished at the cross. The great sin question was settled.
The question now is, What will you do with the Man Christ Jesus?
There is no way to avoid the question. To ignore it or neglect it is to reject Him who died to be your Saviour. Your only hope is to acknowledge that you are a guilty sinner.
While Pilate faced Jesus in his chambers, his wife sent him the following message: “Have thou nothing to do with that just man”
(Matthew 27:19). Later Pilate tried to excuse himself by washing his hands before the assembled crowd and saying, “I am innocent of the blood of this just person” (Matthew 27:24). They both in their own way tried to avoid the issue. Are you trying to avoid the issue as well? It did not work for them and it will not work for you or me.
We may meet Christ now as our Saviour, or we will face Him after death as our Judge. “It is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment” (Hebrews 9:27). “He [God] hath appointed a day, in the which He will judge the world in righteousness by that man [Jesus Christ]” (Acts 17:31). I know Him as my Saviour. Do you?
What Will You Do With Jesus?
The question is not, Have you been baptized?
Have you joined the church? Are you doing the best you can? Are you sincere? Have you accepted a certain doctrine or creed?
No, it is a divine, living Person, the Son of God, that is before you, the One who said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by Me” (John 14:6).
Have you received the Lord Jesus Christ as your own personal Saviour? Are you trusting in His shed blood and work on the cross alone for salvation? Or are you trusting in your good works, your morality, and what you are doing for God? If you have not as yet received God’s Son as your Saviour, then God says in His Word that “all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags” (Isaiah 64:6).
The all-important question is, Have you accepted Jesus Christ, God’s remedy for lost and guilty sinners?
“As many as received Him [Christ], to them gave He power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on His name” (John 1:12).

WHAT WILL YOU DO THEN WITH JESUS?

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The Cure for Fear
The patient was known to be dying. All that doctors, medicine, and hospital care could do had been done, and nothing remained but to make his last days as comfortable as possible. The doctor, a caring, compassionate person, stopped often by the hospital room for a “cheering-up” visit.
One day at the end of a “real up-beat visit” the doctor casually asked, “Is there anything I can get for you?”
Wearily the patient answered, “How about something to take away the fear?”
There was no answer.
Medical science has no answer.
There is a whole arsenal of drugs and treatments to cure disease or to alleviate physical symptoms, but nowhere is there a specific drug to cure fear.
There is only One who can truly cure fear: the Lord Jesus Christ.
“Jesus, who was made a little lower than the angels for the suffering of death… that He by the grace of God should taste death for every man…. and deliver them, who through fear of death were all their lifetime subject to bondage” (Hebrews 2:9,15).
He can not only take away the fear, but He removes the cause of it. Death is no longer a terror if we can receive a life that is beyond death and the grave.
The Lord Jesus promises absolutely that, “I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in Me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: and whosoever liveth and believeth in Me shall never die. Believest thou this?” (John 11:25-26).
Do you believe this? Do you believe 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”? Do you accept “the gift of God… eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord”?
If you can honestly say, “Yes — yes — yes” to these questions, if you can truly call the Lord Jesus Christ your Lord, and say, “He tasted death for me,” why should you fear?
“There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear” (1 John 4:18).

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A Footstool in Heaven?

A Footstool in Heaven?

My mother was born in a small town in Germany. As a child she was brought up in the popular religion of the country, which impressed upon her the fact that she was a sinner.

Often as a child, Mother would pray, “Lord, make me Your footstool in heaven but don’t cast me down to hell.”

She always longed for a real sense of peace, but the years went by and she did not find it. In her twenties, she was invited by a school friend to move to America. She got a job as a stewardess on an ocean liner, and soon found herself in Boston.

Still the search in her heart went on. Crossing the ocean had not changed her, nor did her marriage, nor yet another move to California to live. She continued to pray, “Lord, make me Your footstool in heaven!” Still she was conscious of a dreadful fear that He might reject her at the last.

One day Mother was hanging out clothes and singing in German. Her surprised neighbor called to Mother in German, and a warm friendship was begun. As they talked, the neighbor said, “We’re Christians, and if you would like to come over and read the Bible with us we’d sure like that.”

Soon the Bible study with her neighbors grew to be a vital part of Mother’s life. But one day as they were sitting around the table with the Bible open, Mother shut the Book hard and said, “It’s no use to go on. I’m such a sinner.”

The neighbor replied, “How wonderful!”

Mother exclaimed, “How can you say that? If you only knew how I suffer!”

Then how happy her Christian neighbor was to tell her again of the One who has finished the work of salvation for sinners and now says, “Come.”

This was what Mother was looking for; this was the answer to her halfway-around-the-world search. She was ready to go on her knees that afternoon and accept the Lord Jesus as her Saviour. But―a friend came by and said, “Come with us for a little drive.”

Taken by surprise, Mother went. As she sat in the car she just groaned in her heart and prayed, “Lord, please bring me home in safety so that I can have the opportunity once again to come to You and be saved.”

The Lord did bring her home again, and she wasted no time before she came to the Lord Jesus and knew that He had received her. The search was ended; there was peace in her heart―and she prayed no more to be a footstool in heaven. She had learned that “as many as received Him, to them gave He power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on His name” (John 1:12). Not a footstool, but a child of God at home in the Father’s house was to be her portion forever.

A Jew’s Faith

A Jew’s Faith

I was brought up a Jew and taught to observe the ceremonies and rites of Judaism. When I grew up, I became friendly with some atheists and began to believe that they were right in claiming that there is no God.

While I was still outwardly conforming to the ritual of the synagogue worship, skepticism was undermining my belief, and I was beginning to lose faith in God’s revelation.

At this time God began to work with me in a special way. Even then His unseen hand was guiding, and He brought me into contact with a godly Christian man.

I soon knew that this man had something about which I knew nothing. It was not so much what he said as his reality and his godly walk that impressed me. What surprised me most of all was to see a man delighting in the One whose name I despised and blasphemed.

Seeking to follow in this Christian’s footsteps, I began to pray and read my Bible. I became a teacher in a Sabbath school, and very devoutly followed the Jew’s religion.

I vainly imagined that what faith in the despised Nazarene could procure for a Gentile, Judaism could surely give to a member of Jehovah’s chosen race. I did not know the scripture which thunders out in unmistakable language: “ALL OUR RIGHTEOUSNESSES ARE AS FILTHY RAGS” (Isaiah 64:6).

One Sunday afternoon I took a walk into the city. There I saw and joined a crowd surrounding three men who were singing on the street corner. They were just singing the words, “Whosoever will may come.” That word “whosoever” stuck to me.

When the singing was over, the three friends asked the bystanders to follow them to a meeting room. Among others, I was invited by one of the preachers, but declined. Thereupon he looked me in the face and asked me, “Are you saved?”

I replied, “Yes, but not in your way.”

He replied: “Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other Name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved” (Acts 4:12).

I began to argue with him, but he quietly answered, “Friend, in a little while I will be praying for you.”

Not long afterward, his prayer was answered. God showed me my real condition before Him. I learned that I was a sinner against God who is “of purer eyes than to behold iniquity.”

I was stripped of my self-righteousness, leaving behind a dismal void and an accusing conscience. Sin, my sin, was making life a burden and existence a misery.

“The pains of hell got hold upon me; I found trouble and sorrow.”

The thought came to me with awful intensity, “Where shall I flee for refuge?” Everything in which I had trusted proved insufficient to bear the weight of my guilty soul. My friend, whose life had so impressed me, began to tell me at this time of the Lord Jesus, though he was utterly unaware that I was anxious about my soul. I did not argue this time, and soon learned that “salvation is of the Lord.” I learned that, if I were ever to be saved, it must be by faith in the Lord Jesus, and by Him alone.

At last, one afternoon I came to Jesus as I was. I rested my weary soul on Him who died for me on Calvary’s cross. From that moment I knew that I was one of the WHOSOEVERS. I believed in Him and my sins were forgiven for His name’s sake.

Now my heart rejoices in His Word, knowing, as I could not before, that my “transgression is forgiven” and my “sin is covered” in His precious blood (Psalm 32:1).