O how pretty!” said Maggie, “Jack Frost has been drawing pictures on my window all night while I was fast asleep.”
Maggie lay quite still for some minutes, first thinking of Jack Frost’s beautiful work. After that she thought of something her mother said when she bade her “good-night” the evening. before. It we this,
“My dear little girl, tomorrow is The first day of the New Year. Will you ask God to take care of you, and bless you, and make you one of His dear little lambs?”
Maggie remembered that when her mother stooped down and kissed her, there were tears in her tender eyes.
“I wish I could be one of Jesus’ little lambs,” she said softly, “but I don’t know how I can. I’m afraid He would not want such a naughty little girl as I am sometimes. I will ask Him though; perhaps He will take me and make me better. Mother said He would, and she knows better than I.” So Maggie shut her eyes, and this was her prayer,
“Lord Jesus, I want to be Thy little lamb, but I am naughty. O Lord! please do save me, and take care of me, for I don’t know how to take care of myself. Amen.”
After this, Maggie was happy and sang to herself in a soft voice, until the sun came in at the window reminding her it was time to rise, So Maggie sprang up, and in a moment her white feet went pattering over the floor to her mother’s room.
“Happy New Year, father! Happy New Year, mother!” she called aloud, climbing on the bed and kissing father and mother, for Maggie loved her parents dearly, and she was the only little girl they had left on earth.
Will you, dear little reader, like Maggie, ask God to make you one of Jesus’ little lambs now? You cannot take care of yourself, you need a Saviour: Jesus died for you and longs to have you safe in His loving bosom.
Jesus little children blesses:
O, how He loves!
Fondly He each lamb caresses
O, how He loves!
ML 01/07/1940