“MOTHER,” asked a little girl with a thoughtful face, “how old must I be to become a Christian?”
“How old do you think you must be to love me?” asked the mother.
“O, mother,” the little one cried out, at the same time kissing her, “I always have, and always shall love you!” Then the mother went on asking:
“How old must you be to trust me, and let me take entire charge of you?”
“Well, I surely do so!” answered the little girl, seating herself on her mother’s lap, and putting her arms round her neck.
“But tell me, do answer me: how old must I be to become a Christian?”
The mother still went on asking:
“And how old must you be, to obey Me and do everything, I tell you?” The little one began to guess her mother’s thoughts, and answered:
“For that I need not be any older; I can be obedient now!”
“Well, my child,” said the mother, “you can, too, be a Christian now, and need not wait until you are older! You must simply accept Him as your Saviour, love Him, trust Him, obey Him, who said: ‘Suffer the children to come unto Me!’ Will you not begin at once?”
“Yes, I will,” whispered the little girl and the mother knelt down with her, and in her prayer to the Lord Jesus, brought to Him her child, who desired thus early to be one of His own.
ML 10/22/1922