Just as I passed the school the bell rang for noon and the boys and girls came hurrying out, chattering and laughing. Two sets of little footsteps followed behind me and two happy voices conversed together.
“Ruthie likes the girls that dress pretty a great deal better than those that dress poorly.”
“Yes, I think she likes the rich children best.”
“I’m glad my mother can keep me clean and warm, even though I have no pretty clothes. And God cares anyway. I know He loves me even if we aren’t rich.”
“Of course He does. I’m sure He would love us both just as much if we were all in rags. Oh, I’m so glad He loves us.”
I couldn’t go along farther without speaking to them, so slowed down for a chat. They were just seven and eight years old, and their names were Pauline and Marjorie. Our chat was short, but we were just so glad to find that we all belonged to the Lord Jesus, and to know that He loves us and watches us all the time.
Dear little ones, God’s eye is upon you all the time. It is not on your clothes, or your homes, but upon your heart, for He loves you and wants to make you happy. And real true happiness can be found only in thy Lord Jesus Christ, the Saviour of boys and girls.
ML 12/05/1954