I SUPPOSE if it were possible to ask every one of you, young and old, what is the most precious thing you have ever had, or hoped to have, I am sure I should get many answers. I fancy I hear one saying,
“O, I have such a precious baby brother at home; such sweet blue eyes,” etc.
This would be a very beautiful answer, for it makes us most happy to see children loving their smaller brothers and sisters. Another perhaps says,
“Why, it’s my mother. She loves me so much, I just can’t help loving her. I love to please her in every way I can, she is so precious to me.”
This is also a beautiful answer, but better still when your love to your parents responds in willing service, joyfully seeking to please them. How this does delight the hearts of your parents, dear children; for was it not the delight of our Lord and Saviour to do His Father’s will in every detail?
But we are writing about “His Precious Love”, for it was of this that little Viola Martin wrote to us only a few weeks before her Saviour called her home.
It was not quite two years ago when she first came to our Sunday-school with her sister and two brothers. They all paid good attention during the lessons, (how this does cheer the hearts of your teachers, dear children), but little Viola grew sick, O, so gradually, we scarcely realized it, but her blessed Lord was calling her to Himself, and also taking her from us.
How she gladdened our hearts and made us rejoice, when, one day, she sent to us the following lines written and composed by herself:
“His PRECIOUS LOVE.”
It isn’t work, it isn’t play,
That makes us happy all the day,
But ‘tis Jesus high above,
That shows us all His precious love.
It isn’t work, it isn’t play,
That makes them very sad all day;
But ‘tis because they don’t believe
On Jesus, and His precious love.
Viola was only 11 years of age, and away from school for a long while, but she had what many great ones of the world do not have. The love of God dwelt in her heart, and that is what made Jesus so precious to her, and I am sure to many of my dear readers also.
We do pray that many more of you may put you trust in Jesus, and accept Him as your Lord and Saviour, “NOW.” Tomorrow may be too late.
ML 06/07/1925