Our story today is about a gypsy girl called Aggie. Mr. Barton used to spend a lot of time visiting among the caravans of gypsy camps, giving away texts, stories and Bibles. Sometimes they were very glad to see him, and sometimes they were not. But one day, he met little Aggie, and he will never forget that day. He stood at the steps of the caravan and called out to see if there was anybody inside. A dark face appeared at the door, and then a bright smile spread over the dark face.
“Come on inside, sir, I’m glad to see you.”
Mr. Barton climbed the steps and entered the caravan. First he spied two texts hanging on the wall, and then he met Aggie. She was a bright girl about twelve years of age, and she came forward with a glad smile.
“Sir, I’m awful glad to see you again. Look at our texts. I just love them, and look here where I write my name in the blessed Bible.”
The writing wasn’t very good, for Aggie hadn’t had much chance to learn, but this is what it said: “Aggie Brand, age 12 years.
“Thank you, Lord Jesus, for dying for me, a gypsy gal.”
Mr. Barton wiped his eyes when he read that. Then he found that Aggie had eagerly read the Bible since his last visit, and had accepted the Lord Jesus as her own Saviour. And according to her mother, she had told the others in the caravan over and over again, the wonderful story of Jesus and His dying love.
Have you a Bible with your name in it? I hope so, and I hope you can say what Aggie did, for Jesus wants you to accept Him and to thank Him right now.
ML 09/02/1956