LTITLE Freddie was a very busy little fellow, and it was not very often that he sat still for any length of of time. But this particular evening, he seemed to be sitting ever so quiet, with his hands clasped tightly in front of him. I’m sure you can’t guess what he was doing.
Mr. Shaw, an old Christian friend of the family, came slowly down the street and turned in at Freddie’s house. He stopped in amazement as he saw Freddie sitting in this strange way on the front steps. Then he came a few steps closer, and noticed that Freddie was holding a string in his hands, which seemed to stretch right up above the trees and into the sky.
“Whatever are you doing, Freddie?” asked Mr. Shaw.
“I’m flying my kite,” replied Freddie with a smile.
“Your kite!” Mr. Shaw looked up, but he couldn’t see any kite. “Your kite! I don’t see any kite, and neither do you.”
“That’s true, Sir, I don’t see it, but I know very well that it is away up there above those trees, for I can feel it pulling me.”
Mr. Shaw smiled, and thought for a moment. Then he said,
“Freddie, I hope that your young heart is as sure of the presence of the Lord Jesus up there on the throne of God, as you are sure of your kite up there above the trees. I hope you have put your trust in Him, and that you can feel His love drawing your young heart.”
Messages of God’s Love 3/24/1957