LITTLE Jessie was as fond of fun, of skipping, and other games as any other girl. Today she is in trouble, and tears are in her blue eyes as she tells her teacher her grief.
“Miss A., I’ve lost the stocking I finished, and now the other is no use, and I was to have taken them to grandmother on Saturday,” and her little face was hidden in her dress for it was a real trouble to the little girl. She meant to surprise her kind grandmother with a gift of her own making.
Many hours had the busy little fingers worked, and now when the last stocking is almost finished, she finds she has lost the first. Her kind teacher pitied her, and she went to help her in the search, but no stocking could be found, and poor Jessie had another cry over it, taking home a heavy heart and a sad face, and bringing both back next morning.
The Bible reading that morning was about John the Baptist, and how his friends buried his body and “went and told Jesus.” At recess most scholars went out to play, when little Jessie again stood before the teacher, her face all smiles.
“O! Miss A., I’ve found my stocking.”
“That is good news, dear, how did you find it?”
“When you were reading this morning and talking about telling Jesus, I thought I’d tell Him about my stocking; so asked Him to let me find it. Then I went to search over again, and in the first desk I looked into, Miss A., I found it.”
“I’m glad you told Jesus; ‘tis the best thing to do.”
“And wasn’t it kind of Him to let me find it so soon?”
“It was, Jessie; you see He knew you had been grieving over your trouble all yesterday, and He was glad to lift the burden from your weary little heart, and make you happy again.”
“I did not know if I might ask Him about things like that, but now I shall not be afraid to another time,” and the happy little girl went to tell the good news.
Have you learned Jessie’s lesson yet? Make Him your Saviour now, and then you can tell Him all your cares and troubles, and He will help you.
ML 02/14/1937