Wow that's powerful.

Lelia


----- Original Message -----
From: "Kerri" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Monday, October 20, 2003 10:53 PM
Subject: The Unlocked Door


> In Glasgow, Scotland, a young lady, like a lot of teens today,
> > > got tired of home and the restraints of her parents. The
> > > daughter rejected her family's religious lifestyle and said, "I
> > > don't want your God.  I give up.  I'm leaving!"
> > >
> > > She left home, deciding to become a woman of the world.
> > > Before long, however, she was dejected and unable to find a
> > > job, so she took to the streets to sell her body as a prostitute.
> > >
> > > The years passed by, her father died, her mother grew older,
> > > and the daughter became more and more entrenched in her way
> > > of life.  No contact was made between mother and daughter
> > > during these years.  The mother, having heard of her daughter's
> > > whereabouts, made her way to the skid-row section of the city
> > > in search of her daughter.  She stopped at each of the rescue
> > > missions with a simple request.  "Would you allow me to put
> > > up this picture?" It was a picture of the smiling, gray-haired
> > > mother with a handwritten message at the bottom: "I love you
> > > still...come home!"
> > >
> > > Months went by, and nothing happened.  Then one day the
> > > daughter wandered into a rescue mission for a needed meal.
> > > She sat absent-mindedly listening to the service, all the while
> > > letting her eyes wander over to the bulletin board.  There she
> > > saw the picture and thought, 'Could that be my mother?'  She
> > > couldn't wait until the service was over.  She stood and went to
> > > look. It was her mother, and there were those words, "I love
> > > you still...come home!"  As she stood in front of the picture,
> > > she wept.  It was too good to be true.
> > >
> > > By this time it was night, but she was so touched by the
> > > message that she started walking home.  When she arrived it
> > > was early in the morning.  She was afraid and made her way
> > > timidly, not really knowing what to do.  As she knocked, the
> > > door flew open on its own.  She thought someone must have
> > > broken into the house.
> > >
> > > Concerned for her mother's safety, the young woman ran to the
> > > bedroom and found her still sleeping.  She shook her mother
> > > awake and said, "It's me!  It's me!  I'm home!"
> > >
> > > The mother couldn't believe her eyes.  She wiped her tears and
> > > they fell into each other's arms.  The daughter said, "I was so
> > > worried!  The door was open and I thought someone had
> > > broken in!"
> > >
> > > The mother replied gently, "No dear. From the day you left,
> > > that door has never been locked."
> > >+++++++++++++++++++++
> > > Jesus is the door to heaven and He is open to your entering in. You
much
> reach for Him to enter... and He will welcome you with open arms.  Have
you
> entered into the grace and mercy that He so lovingly gives?
>