A Father once told his little ten year old son to go and gather up potatoes in the field.
The little fellow went, but worked carelessly and unwillingly. The father noticed it, called him over and asked him:
“Can you tell me, Willie, how much you have already cost me?” Receiving no answer, he told him he had reckoned it up that Willie had cost him about 500 dollars.
The boy opened his eyes wide with aonishment at such a great sum he had cost his father. He imagined he saw the actual pieces of money lying before him there in a heap on the ground.
He resolved in his heart to repay his father for all he had done for him, in striving to his utmost to be well pleasing to him in all things. His father’s rroachful question had done more than punishment would have done.
When I heard the story, the thought came at once to my mind; What have I cost my Saviour? and the words of the Apostle Peter came to me,
Yes, I have cost Him, not silver and gold, but His blood, His life, His wounds and pain, yea, God’s judgment. What He Suffered and endured was for me, in order to save me from eternal destruction. And should it not now be my daily endeavor to be well pleasing to Him, since He has paid so great a price for me?
“Our Saviour Jesus Christ, Who gave Himself for us, that He might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify unto Hielf a peculiar people, zealous of good works.” Titus 2:1414Who gave himself for us, that he might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify unto himself a peculiar people, zealous of good works. (Titus 2:14).
“To die with no hope!
Have you counted the cost?
To die out of Christ,
And your soul to be lost?
So near to the Kingdom,
O! come, we implore!
While Jesus is pleading,
Come, enter the door!”
ML 07/13/1941