Little Emily had been a constant attendant at our Sunday school for more than a year before she was brought to a knowledge of the Saviour: and perhaps some of you would be interested to know how she first learned to love the Lord Jesus.
It was a bright Sunday afternoon on which I was leisurely pursuing my way to school, having a carefully prepared lesson in my mind. I intended speaking to the children from the old, old story of Noah and the ark; but as I neared the school I felt impressed that it was not to be my subject for that afternoon.
“Revelation 3! Revelation 3!’’ ran through my mind again and again, and on arriving at the school, I turned to the chapter and read,
“Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if any man hear My voice, and open the door, I will conic in to him, and will sup with hint, and he with Me.” vs. 20.
“That must be my text then,” I said to myself, as I took my seat among my scholars.
There were fifteen present, all under seven years of age, and among them, in her favorite seat by my side, was little Emily, aged five.
I spoke earnestly to them of the One who stood knocking at the door of their hearts, entreating them to let Him in before it was too late. At length I asked, “Is there no one here who will open her heart to let Jesus come in this afternoon?”
A soft little hand stole into mine, and a sweet voice whispered,
“Teacher, I will let Him in.”
It was little Emily who spoke, and raised her blue eyes, now filled with tears, to my face.
“You will, Emily?” I said, “and why will you let the Saviour in?”
“O because I love Him so!”
I had a little talk with her after school, and since that day she has been happily trusting in the Lord Jesus as her own Saviour, whose precious blood has washed her sins away.
Dear reader, will you let the Saviour in? Or, will you keep the door of your heart, at which I le waits and knocks so patiently, bolted and barred against Him?
O, throw open the door! No longer turn a deaf ear to His knocking, so oft repeated, so gentle, so loving. Give the Lord of heaven and earth an abiding place in your heart, and prove, as clear little Emily does, what a kind and loving Friend He is.
“We love Him because He first loved us.”
ML 07/25/1943