WILLIE and PATTY were two little school-boys, close companions and playmates. They traveled the same road to school every morning, and returned together at night.
Patty, the younger of the two, was the child of Christian parents, who longed and prayed for his conversion to God, for you must know, my dear boys and girls, that none of you can ever go to heaven on the credit of your parents’ faith. “Ye must be born again” is a word as true concerning you, as the child of the idolater. You need to be converted before you can be a Christian on earth, or go to heaven after.
Patty went to a series of Children’s Meetings held in the village where he lived, by a stranger who came there on a visit, and on the second or third night, along with several other boys, received the Lord Jesus as his own Saviour. He believed on Him, and received “life”—just as we read,
There was much joy in Patty’s home that night, when he returned from the meeting and told of his salvation. Next morning he met his companion, Willie, as usual, and told him the good news. Was Willie glad? No, indeed, he laughed at him, and said he was going mad. But Patty assured him he was sane, and very happy.
“Just you come to Jesus yourself, Willie, and you’ll see it’s all true I’m saying,” said the dear boy,
This earnest invitation left Willie without a word to say. That night he sat in the meeting by Patty’s side, and before the week ended, he was saved also. The two boys were now companions in Christ, and workers for Him.
ML 05/30/1937