A LITTLE while ago, at a children’s service, little Freddie heard a servant of God speak of the dear Saviour who came down to this sad, sorrowful world to give up His life so that dear little children might enter the lovely city with pearly gates. The speaker described the home above, and told the children that the loving Saviour, Jesus the Lord, had died for our sins, and how that every little child who sought the good, kind Lord, might reach the home above, for the Lord had paid with His own life for them, so that they might enter in.
Freddie sat very quietly by his mother’s side. At the end of the service the speaker asked those who trusted in the Lord to stand up. As they returned home, Freddie’s mother said, “Why did you stand up, dear?” Now Freddie was not seven years old, and she thought perhaps he did not understand what he was doing. Little Freddie could not answer for the tears, which flowed freely down his cheeks; but when he was calmer, and his mother gently bade him tell her what he meant, he said to her, “Because I love the Lord Jesus.”
His mother was very thankful to hear her little boy say this. The next morning Freddie said, “I belong to Jesus, mamma. I must do all I can to please Him.”
When Freddie was being dressed for school it began to rain, and his mother said, “I hope you won’t catch cold, dear.” He said, “The Lord Jesus will not let me hurt; I belong to Him, and underneath me are His arms.” So he went to school, trusting in the Lord to take care of him.
In the evening, he said he must tell his little sister about Jesus, for he wanted to do his best to speak of Him at home.
Now, dear children, it is Freddie’s mother who is writing this to you. Will you not trust the precious Jesus simply, just as my little son has done? The Lord Jesus says, “I am the Good Shepherd.” Just the One for weak children―the Good Shepherd, so kind, and true, and tender. Oh, dear children, I would speak to you so lovingly of Jesus. He keeps His lambs―yes, He carries them in His bosom, and you know, don’t you, that Jesus is the Lord God.
Ask Him to make you His little lambs. He will, my dear children, I know He will. I have known the Lord Jesus for many years, and know
“It is His great delight to bless us,
Oh, how He loves!”
C. E. H.