Sharon’s New Friend

“Sharron was a bright girl, who had only been at school for a short time. She often brought to school her unfinished tracts, to review them. In her attempts to finish them, she had lost one very important paper. She searched diligently every day. With disappointment her search was in vain.


As she sat on the school seats, she was so disquieted. Suddenly she noticed one boy that seemed so different. Sharon ran spritely over to him. “My name is Sharon, What is your name?” she asked as she stopped suddenly in front of him. “My name is Tony, and my friend is Jesus,” he said with much joy. “Wow, I am a Christian too,” Sharon said. “How did you become a Christian?” Sharron asked.

Tony began to share his testimony. “Well, I found a piece of paper on the ground, I could not understand it, because someone trod on it, I went to my teacher to ask if he could explain it to me. After school he took me to Mrs. Price who explained it to me.”



“Where is that piece of paper now?” Sharron asked excitingly. “Oh, I never leave home without it,” said Tony. Sharron’s face dropped. “What’s wrong?” Tony asked. “You see Tony. I love writing,” said Sharon. “Me too,” said Tony. “I was trying to write a tract and I lost my piece of paper.” Sharon paused for moment. “I am so glad that you came to know Jesus, but may I have a look at it to see if it is mine?” She asked. “Yes sure,” said Tony. Tony pulled out the paper from his pocket. Without delay, they sat down together. Sharon looked at it. With a pleased look in her eyes, she recognized her own piece of paper.


“I have a great idea,” said Sharon,” giving the paper back to Tony. “My father is an editor, he will be able to review my writing and maybe we can write a tract together.” Sharon said excitingly. “Yes,” said Tony. “I may be able to share how I became a Christian.”

Whilst exchanging addresses and phone numbers, Tony and Sharon realized that they only lived in the next street from each other. Tony caught the bus home, but Sharon’s father picked her up after school every day. They did not realize that they lived so close to each other.

“Tony, I will ask my dad if he can take you home as well,” Sharon said. “I will need to ask my parent,” said Tony.


The next day all arrangements were made for Sharon’s dad to pick up Tony from school. With Tony’s surprise, arrangements were made by their parents to go to Sharon’s house for drinking Chocolate and cake.


“Now, what is this about a tract? Mr. Brown asked. They both began to speak to tell there story at the same time. Woo now, “one at a time” Mr. Brown said. Suddenly there was silence. Tony broke the silence. He shared his story how he found the piece of paper and how he became Jesus’ friend.

After Tony was finished talking, Sharon shared how she lost the tract that she was putting together. “You see dad, we both realized you’re an editor and thought you would review what I have written, and Tony wants to share how he became a Christian.” Sharon said, knowing that her dad would agree.

“Ok,” said Mr. Brown. “I will critique and edit your manuscript.” “Then I will get back to you, so you can review all the changes I made.” “Tony, could you write out your testimony on how you became a Christian?” Mr. Brown asked.


“Oh, yes, I will go to my favorite spot tomorrow at school and write it out,” said Tony.” Could you check it over to make sure I got my spelling ok?” Tony asked, “Oh. Yes, I certainly will review your testimony to make sure it is put together right for you,” Mr. Brown said

While, having a glass of Chocolate and more cake, “I have three friends now, I have Jesus in my heart, I have your dad as a friend, and you’re my best friend at school,” said Tony.” “You’re my best friend too,” said Sharon. “You know what Tony? You will get some real good friends that will help you, now that you are friends with Jesus.”
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“Tony’s Faithful Friend"

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“Tony was a very nervous boy at the age of twelve. During lunch he would write short manuscripts behind a brick wall in the school grounds. He often showed what he wrote to his teacher.

Rejected by his class mates, school became a burden for Tony, He hung his head in despair as many attempts to have one faithful friend, failed.

On a very hot day, Tony was so discouraged he did not go to his favorite private location to write. Hanging his head, watching the sunlight reflecting from the pavement, Tony stumbled on a piece of paper. Looking around he carefully picked it up. Cautiously, he put it in his pocket.

Secretively, Tony went behind the building to read his find. Anxiously, unscrambling his piece of paper, Tony started to read. “For God so loved”. Tony stared hard, raised his head in thought. Anxiously, Tony whispered, for God so loved what? Who? He stared at the paper again, and said “hang on; there is a bit more here.” “That he gave” Oh no, said Tony. It does not say what he gave. A foot print had covered some words. Tony could not make out what was written. In the faded part of the foot print, more words were made plain. “That…. Believeth in him should not perish but.” Tony became distraught.

With tears in his eyes, he carefully folded the crumpled paper and put it in his top pocket. With dirty marks down his cheeks, Tony went to class. With carefulness and with a lot of heart, his teacher Mr. Teasedale asked, what is the matter Tony? Why have you been crying? Sir may I talk to you? Well I can, said Mr. Teasedale. What about after school. Tony reluctantly agreed.

For the rest of the day, tony was not able to concentrate on his work. Knowing the torment that tony was going through, Mr. Teasedale. decided to give the class an early mark.
Tony followed his teacher to the principles office. He was so scared that he thought he was in trouble. Don’t worry, the teacher said. I am only taking you where we can talk. Knowing that the principles assistant Mrs. Price was going to be there, they continued down the corridor. What about my bus home, tony asked? We have phoned your parents. O, oh, said Tony, thinking he would be in trouble.

Mrs. Price was waiting at the door when Mr. Teasdale and Tony arrived. Come in she said. Now what seems to be the trouble?

Nervously, Tony reached in his pocket pulled out the manuscript that he was so concerned about. With his head down, Tony began to explain. You see Mrs. Price, I do not have any friends, while I was in the playground looking at the ground, I found this piece of paper that someone had written on. Words are missing and someone trod on it, I cannot understand what it is saying. Slowly, Tony handed the paper to Mrs. Price. Reading it quickly, oh Tony, she exclaimed. Would you like this writing explained to you? She asked. Could you? Asked Tony anxiously.

Mrs. Price started to explain. You see Tony, this looks like to me, that someone has written a selection of text from the bible. Someone has put together part of a manuscript for a tract, as she unfolded more.
Because the writing is hard to read, let me tell you what it says. “For God so loved Tony that he gave his only begotten son that if Tony believes on him he shall have everlasting life.” It doesn’t say that said Tony, he said with concern. You see, Tony, the missing words refer to the person who reads it. God really loves me? Asked Tony, Yes he does she answered. You mean I can have a friend? Asked Tony with expression of joy, yes said Mrs. Price. When Jesus is your friend you will one day be with Jesus in heaven, she said assuredly.
Not realizing, that Mr. Teasdale was standing behind Tony and Mrs. Price, she knelt on her knees with Tony as he asked the Lord Jesus to be his friend.
With tears streaming, Mr. Teasdale came in front of Mrs. Price and Tony and said. I have also asked Jesus to be my friend. Thank you Tony, he said, for picking up the small manuscript, now we are both friends of Jesus.”

Pathway to a delightful adventure

God wants to use you and me. You and I need to be available for God’s use. Our words need to be powerful. Our words need to be understood. The most powerful word and its meaning is eternity and where we spend it. The most destructible action is not to do anything about our eternal state.

Where we spend eternity is a solemn thought. For some, introducing the thought of one’s destiny might be devastating or harsh. Others may prefer a soft way to introduce the thought of where our eternal destiny lies.
With subtleness, one man thought it necessary to share his profound faith on the streets of Sydney. With God given ability; not able to write his own name with clarity; Arthur Stace was able to write the word “eternity” on the pavement in various suburbs of Sydney.

God has given the fundamentals of writing to us, His creative beings. The enablement of learning to write has been taught to us since the age of a Child. Some have struggled with writing, realising this, the ability to write well is a delightful adventure.

Arthur Stace received a special gift from his Lord. On the pavements of Sydney, Arthur used his gift to write the word “eternity” He also prayed to ask God what suburb he was to write this message.

Asking God what to write before we write should be a priority for the Christian writer. Using our skills, talents, and what we have been taught is essential. We also need to be lead by the Holy Spirit putting into practice the gifts we have, for our Lord’s service.

Spiritual blessings are ours by implementing the use of our gifts into our lives. Arthur Stace used his gift. After Salvation he went on an unstoppable journey pleasing his Lord and Saviour.
Our pathway to a delightful adventure is accepting Jesus Christ as our personal saviour so that we can answer the most powerful word “eternity” and where we
spend it.


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