DINAMMA was a dear child of eleven years, who lived in India. Her people were heathen and did not know anything about the Lord Jesus, but worshiped idols.
One day, however, Dinamma went to a gospel meeting near her home, which was being held by some faithful missionaries. Here she heard how God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life, (John 3:1616For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. (John 3:16)); and how the Lord Jesus Christ loved us so much that He was willing to die for us on the cross, shedding His precious blood, that all who believe in Him, may be washed whiter than snow.
This was all very new to Dinamma, but she listened very attentively. She opened her heart to the Lord Jesus and in simple faith, accepted Him as her personal Saviour.
She was very happy indeed, and attended the meeting regularly, taking great delight in learning more about her Saviour and singing the bright gospel hymns.
In India the people have to draw their water from large wells with a bucket, and one afternoon Dinamma was sent out to draw water. It had rained and was very muddy and slippery around the large, deep well, which had no protecting walls around it. Leaning forward to draw up the water, Dinamma’s foot slipped and in she fell. Now Dinamma knew nothing about swimming or floating, but she did know that the Lord Jesus who had saved her soul from hell, would also be able to save her from drowning.
About fifteen minutes later a woman passing by heard moans coming from the well, and stepping across and looking in, saw the child floating with just her face out of the water. The alarm was given and neighbors came with a rope and let it down to her. She managed to grasp the rope and soon was brought to safety.
In their heathen darkness, her people wanted to express their gladness at the child’s deliverance by getting a good-sized fowl and sacrificing it to their idols, putting some of the blood on the forehead of the idol and sprinkling the remainder of its blood around her to ward off further evil. But Dinamma would have none of it.
“Will you,” she said, “sacrifice to the devil, when it was my God, the Lord Jesus, in whom I trust, who has saved my life?”
Dinamma did not forget to thank the Lord Jesus for having delivered her, and also asked the missionaries to return grateful thanks to her Saviour for His wonderful care of her.
I wonder how many of our little readers, who perhaps have had many opportunities to hear the gospel, have accepted the Lord Jesus as your Saviour. If you have never done so, come to Him now. He tells us in the Bible:
ML 08/13/1933