LUCY was a very thoughtful little girl. Her mother having died when she was a babe, she was obliged to go to her dear grandmother’s humble cottage, and there she received training that will remain with her as long as she lives.
Her own mother was careless and indifferent to God’s Word, not knowing the Lord Jesus as her own Saviour, and not having His Word stored in her heart, she was unable to bring up the little one “in the nurture and admonition of the Lord” (Eph. 6:4). But God had His eye upon little Lucy, and provided a home for her, where each day she would listen to the reading of the Scriptures.
Grandmother loved the Lord Jesus, and loved His Word, and it was her delight to sit down with the little one for a reading, and explain many things that Lucy as yet could not understand.
Her little heart was opened, and she felt, although young, she was a sinner, so naughty and disobedient, and she longed to have her sins washed away in Jesus’ blood.
Her dear grandmother told her that Jesus was waiting to receive her, just as she was: waiting to pardon all her sins, and to receive her as His own little lamb.
“Will you come to Him, Lucy?”
“Yes, grandmother, I will come to Him now.” Grandmother went on to say,
“Remember, Lucy, He not only died for you, but He is living in heaven for you, —a dear loving Saviour. The eye of faith looks up and sees Him there.
Seeing Him there for you, dear, gives joy and peace.”
“WHEN HE HAD BY HIMSELF PURGED OUR SINS, (HE) SAT DOWN ON THE RIGHT HAND OF THE MAJESTY ON HIGH.” Heb. 1:3.
Now, my dear children, what about your never dying soul? O, that you may be awakened as to your condition before God. How often you have listened to the old, old, story of Jesus and His love, and many of you have passed it by, as an idle tale.
Remember, the message of salvation will soon cease, and the door of God’s grace for you will be closed for eternity.
“God speaketh once, yea twice, yet man perceiveth it not.” Job 33:14.
My dear friends, we plead with you again; Do come to Jesus now. He wants to save your never dying soul, He wants you among His sheep and lambs at His coming.
Christ is earnest; bids thee come,
Paid Redemption’s priceless sum:
Wilt thou spurn the Saviour’s love
Pleading with thee from above?
O, be earnest, do not stay;
Thou mayst perish, e’en today,
Rise, thou lost one, rise and flee,
Lo: thy Saviour waits for thee.
ML 09/13/1925