A little, girl had a dog called Bob, of which she was very fond. One morning he followed her father into the town when he went to business; and later on she missed the dog, and could not find him anywhere. Then a thought struck her,
“Perhaps he has gone off with father!”
So she went into the hall to the telephone, and ringing up her father at his office, she asked:
“Father, is Bob there?”
“Yes,” was the reply,
“Hold him up to the telephone, please, father.”
So Bob was lifted up, struggling of course; when she called,
“Bobbie, come home.” immediately he pricked up his ears.
“Bobbie come home.”
With a bark he made for the door, and soon after trotted into the house. He heard the yoke of love, and obeyed.
There is a voice calling you, dear children, a voice of love. Listen! It says,
“Come unto Me,.. and I will give you rest. Matt, 11:28.
Will you not obey? It is the voice of the Good Shepherd, who gave His life for you. He wants you; will you not come, just now?
ML 04/20/1941