The preacher was pressing on his N audience the importance of accepting Christ, and with Him life eternal as the gift of God, and while closing his address he observed a little girl in tears, whose attention had delighted him during the evening.
He determined to converse with her before she went out, but while he was busy she was gone, and with sincere regret he went away.
On the following evening his little friend appeared, but there did not seem in her the intense interest of the previous evening, and at the close there were no signs of tears.
Grieved at having lost his chance, the preacher, however, made for her, and, sitting down beside her, remarked on her attention and emotion during the former address, asking at the same time how she seemed to have lost that anxiety.
“Oh," said the little girl of six or seven summers, "you told us last night of God's willingness to give Christ and eternal life through Him, and I went home to my closet and asked Him to give me Christ and life eternal; and don't you think He'd do it for a little one like me?”
“I am sure He would," said the preacher.
“And so am I," said the child; "and I feel like singing now, although I felt I could do nothing but weep last night.”