Hayley Court-Eternal Security

Once upon a time there was a lonely old man who lived by himself in a small house. He was lonely because his only son, whom he loved very much, was killed in a war a long time ago. The passing years did not ease the pain of his loss. The old man kept a picture of his beloved son on the fireplace mantel where, during the long evening reverie, he could look at him and cherish his memory. The old man's grief would not be assuaged.
And so it came about one cold winter evening that there was a knock at the door. It was late and the old man wondered who would be out and about on such an evening. Upon opening the door, he was confronted by a middle-aged man of coarse and disheveled appearance. A beggar, the old man thought. I'll give him something at the door and send him on his way.
"What can I do for you?" the old man asked.
"Please forgive me for intruding sir," answered the strange visitor, "but I wonder if I might come in and visit with you for awhile?"
The old man, being wary of late night travelers, replied, "Certainly not - it is late and I don't know you. Tell me what you need and I will try to help you, but I won't let you in unless you can think of a good reason why I should."

The vagrant, being troubled by the old man's questioning stare, nervously muttered something that was barely audible. Immediately, the old man pulled the chain from the door, took the man by the hand, and led him to the warmth of the fire where he sat him comfortably in his favorite chair. He then began to prepare a cup of hot tea along with a warm meal. He made no mention of his guest's past nor of his rough appearance. The lonely old man was lonely no more. He had found a friend, and he joyfully and unconditionally received him into the sanctity of his home because he had heard these few words: "I knew your son."

"Who shall separate us from the Love of Christ"