Wordless Book, Handless Invitation

Last week in Bible Club (Company C) I shared the story of the wordless book. How many times have you shared it? It is simple but profound. God is PERFECT and He only allows perfection into His Heaven. Man on the other hand is a SINNER. Man cannot go to heaven without a miracle. Once a sinner always a sinner. No works, goodness or works will help us reach those pearly gates.

So the question comes, “What must I do to be saved?” The question of the ages. The answer came when Jesus Christ, the Son of God, came and shed His precious BLOOD. That blood was the sacrifice the God demanded for sin. It was the sacrifice of the perfect Lamb of God who took all of the sin of the world on himself and paid the price.

What does all of this mean? It means that, “As many as receive (Jesus Christ as their Messiah) to them gave He the power to become the sons of God.” When we receive Jesus we earn a WHITE or pure heart.

At the end of my short talk with the kids I asked everyone to keep their eyes open and not bow their heads. My idea was to allow those who really wanted to make a decision to do so. No one raised their hand nor made a decision.

We went to Game Time and had some fun. Afterwards two girls approached me and said, “We want to to that thing.” I didn’t quite understand what they said but then it hit me. They wanted to know more about asking Jesus to be their Savior.

I talked with them for about fifteen minutes and both prayed to ask Christ to save them. That was a cool ending to the story. However, it gets better.

The following week the two, Larissa and Michele, came back to club with two friends. At the end of the story they came to me and said, “Our friends want to know more about accepting Jesus as Savior.” We chatted for a few minutes and I was able to explain Salvation to both Elianará and Maria Julia asked Jesus to come into their young hearts.

Does one have to see hands at an invitation for the Holy Spirit to work? Of course not. In fact I think that I’m going to write about that in an upcoming article. Pray for these young ones to make an impact in their homes and families.

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