TWO BOYS were in school tether. Shortly after one of the boys took sick and passed away. After his death, his parents received the following letter from the one who had been his school mate, but whom they had never seen.
“I owe it to your son,” the letter read, “what I never can express. He led me to God, and yet he never knew it. The way was this: “A good many of us slept in the same dorm at school, and I slept next to your son. I wondered why sometimes when I was longer in going to sleep, I heard him rise from his bed and go to the chair on which he laid his clothes. I found out why — it was to pray. So quietly and simply did he do this — no show about it — that I felt it go to my heart. He taught me to think and pray. How I loved him! How I bless God for him!”
ML-08/05/1973