The little daughter of an officer professed to have believed in the Lord Jesus Christ as her Saviour, but at times she was filled with fears as to her salvation.
“Bring me my sword, Ada dear,” said the officer, and, Ada, wondering what her father was going to do, obeyed. He drew the sword-from its scabbard, and held it over Ada’s head. She looked up into her father’s face and smiled,
“Are you not afraid of this glittering blade, Ada?” asked her father. “Don’t you know that its sharp edge failing on your head would kill you?” Ada laughed merrily at the idea, and replied,
“Yes, father, I know it would, but then it is in your hand, and you love me too well to allow it to fall on my head, and kill me.”
“Yes, Ada, that’s just it, and I am pleased to see you so confidingly sure of my love to you as that. But what about the love of God, your trust in Him? You say you are His child, and that you believe He loves you. Now if this be so, why should you at times have gloomy fears as to what may happen to you. You know that Jesus has the power of life and death in His mighty hand; He is the conqueror of death and the grave; yea, we are told He has the keys of death and hell. Do you think that He would be less careful in holding them than I am of my sword? Would He allow Satan to hurt any of those whom He loves, and has saved, and of whom He says that neither life, nor death shall separate them from His love?”
“O father, I never thought of it like that before,” said Ada. “I see my mistake now. Jesus has all power, and He will take care of me. I will fear no evil, for he is with me, and will keep me safe.”
Do you know Jesus? Is He yours? Can you sing in very truth,
“Now I have found a Friend,
Jesus is mine?”
ML 08/09/1936