IN a class of girls taught by a Christian invalid lady, there was a little girl whose name was Mary. She was a very attentive intelligent child, and the teacher hoped would become a follower of the Lord. Much to her grief, little Mary told her one Sunday afternoon, that she would not be able to come again to the class, as her parents were about to emigrate to America. This was a grief to Mary's teacher, for her scholar was yet unsaved, and she was going out into the busy world without a Savior to preserve and keep her. Mary was invited to her teacher's home the following evening. After tea she spoke to her solemnly and lovingly, and urged upon her to decide for Christ. Before she left, her teacher presented her with a nice Bible, and asked her to write as soon as she was settled in her American home. In a few days Mary sailed with her parents across the great Atlantic Ocean. Five weeks after, a letter was received from Mary, telling of her new home and its surroundings, and at the close she wrote, "I attend a class for young believers on the Lord's Day afternoons, and enjoy it. Ever since that afternoon that I came to say farewell, when you spoke to me about Jesus, I have known Him as my own dear Savior, and I am happy now. It is so blessed to be a Christian.”
Wasn't that cheering news for Mary's teacher? And blessed, too, for Mary herself, to have Jesus as her "own dear Savior." Reader, is He yours? Can you say in very truth―"He has saved me." Of course you have often been told of His love, and how willing He is to receive you, but this is not enough. You may go down to hell with the Gospel ringing in your ears. If you receive it into your heart, you will be saved.