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ONE LAST CHANCE TO BELIEVE



 

 

 

 

 


This story is circulating the halls of many homes within the city of San Antonio. I personally heard the testimony from the woman who shared this as a true event as it was told to her while serving in a Salvation Army tent in New York City.

His name was Mark, a New York City policeman. As he began to tell his story his eyes filled to the brim, barely able to keep the tears from rolling down his cheeks. His voice broken and quiet for he knew he had a story to tell. He was driven to share, not knowing the purpose. Not knowing his story would circle the globe as a testimony of what he had experienced.

He didn’t know the impact he would have on anyone. He just knew his experience had delivered a blow to him. You could see it in his eyes, bittersweet, but somehow comforting. As you read the words of his account, imagine seeing the world from his perspective. It was sheer, devastating, utter chaos. The horrendous noise from the sirens, the screaming, the panic, the terror. It was a scene only imaginable in the bowels 
of hell.

Mark’s Testimony: When I arrived at the scene, it took many moments for the reality to sink in. I stood back wondering what could I possibly do to help? I began to scream for people to get out! Get away, run for your lives! Just go! I felt complete, terrifying panic. 


Suddenly, something caught my attention. I jerked to see what it was, and my gut instinct was begging God for it not to be what I knew was the truth. I saw what I hoped was a duffle bag falling to the ground. Instinctively knowing the unimaginable was happening, I went closer, and realized my agonizing instincts were right. Oh, my God, it’s a person! 

I looked up and saw people jumping from the burning inferno to their death from over 80 stories high. These people were moms, dads, spouses and someone’s precious child. I wanted to run. All I could hear screaming in my head was Oh God, Oh God! 

But then a peace came over me and whispered in my ear, Now Mark, now. Don’t scream it in your head, scream it for the people to hear. This is their last chance, this is your last chance to make a difference for them. I ran to where they could hear me as they were falling, and I began to scream to the top of my lungs as they continued to leap, Jesus loves you! God loves you! 

The Lord is waiting on you! Tears began to fall down Mark’s cheeks, as he says to the stunned Salvation Army worker, I just wanted them to have one last chance to believe one last chance to know what was important.

When I heard this story my heart ached deeply for what Mark had shared. I began to see images of people I knew, people I cared about, as if they were the ones who were falling. I felt conviction and heartache for the people entwined in my life. They need me. 


Some need me to whisper God loves you, Jesus loves you, He is waiting on you. Others need me to scream from the rooftops, God is your deliverer, He is your redeemer, He is the One who is waiting for you. Ignore everything else that is happening in your life and concentrate on just one thing the Almighty God and His Son, who love you!

Mark was called to the scene to help. He wasn’t sure when he got there how he could possibly do anything. For those people falling and the families they left behind, the words he screamed were the most important words ever spoken.

We need to look up and past the circumstances in our lives. Get past our own pain and failures. We need to realize there are people all around us who are falling. If you’re standing next to a teenager in line somewhere, ask how are you doing, and mean it. Tell him or her, I know times are tough right now for you because that’s part of being a teenager, but one thing will never change. Your God loves you.

Maybe there’s a lady buying groceries ahead of you. She is frazzled with babies, and anxiously watching the register. You can see her privately praying the Lord will not let the total go over the limited cash she has in her wallet. Get real close and tell her. I’ve been where you are. My God wants to encourage you, hang in there. Then grab your wallet and prove it. Whatever you spend over, I’m good for it. Don’t worry another second. As 
she stares at you in disbelief, whisper in her ear, Jesus loves you, and He’s watching you. He just wanted you to know it.

A man stands across from you on the putting green. You’ve watched his body language for most of the course, and preoccupied would be an understatement. You know in your heart there is something wrong. Change the focus of the round and tell him about Jesus. Tell him about what is important, because you may never cross paths with him again. From the outside he appears fine, but inside he may be one who is falling. He 
needs you. Who cares about the score of the game? God doesn’t. He cares about that man. 

God has His eye on your match, and His attention is focused on you. Do you have the same resolve Mark had? God is telling you to move in closer. You may be the last chance for this man to hear, God loves you.

What about the man or woman. out the corner of your eye? You have pulled up to this stop sign a hundred times, but today there is a human being standing there with a sign. 


What crosses your mind? Get a job! Please don’t come over here. Should I lock my doors? We have no idea what happened to cause this person’s destiny. To your God they’re a precious creation. Instead of praying they don’t make eye contact with you, pray the Lord will give you resolve to not judge and to help. Roll down your window and proclaim the greatness of your God. It is more valuable than your dollar bill would ever be.

Look up and around! Pursue the possibility that the God of eternity has called you to help. He may not ask you to scream at the top of your lungs He is God!, but He requires you to at least start with a whisper. The words you speak to the next person about the precious love of your Savior, may be the most important words they will ever hear.


Mark, our brother, thank you. Thank you from all of us for being our voice, for being an inspiration. Thank you for reminding all of us what is important. Giving us the courage to scream out to those around us about the only One who really can make the difference

 

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