Jesus Loves Me.

 
“MOTHER, do let me go to the service with you,” pleaded a little girl, eight years old. But her grandmother said, “No, Edie, you must stay at home with me, fort shall be all alone!” Generally, there was nothing Edie liked better than to be with grandmother alone on a Sunday evening, for then they had what Edie called “a little meeting” all to themselves. But something was in the child’s heart, and this particular evening she begged her mother to let her accompany her. “I love Jesus, and Jesus loves me,” was her happy little witness to the Good Shepherd in answer to a Christian gentleman who spoke to her at the close of the sermon.
The next morning Edie went to school as usual, but in the afternoon she complained of not feeling very well. Edie’s kind grandmother sat with her while the mother attended, as she was obliged to do, to household duties; and many a beautiful text did she read to the dear child. Alas the doctor could do our Edie no good, and we knew that the child must soon leave us.
Edie very much wished to see her Sunday-school teacher, and when she came and spoke to her of the love of Jesus, Edie said, “I love Jesus, and Jesus loves me.”
One Lord’s day bright and well, the next with the Lord in heaven!
Dear little readers, can you say with little Edie, “I love Jesus, and Jesus loves me”?
Edie was very fond of hearing FAITHFUL WORDS read, and when you are reading it will you think that one little girl, who used to read it with you, is with the Lord Jesus? And then ask yourselves this question. “Am I ready if Jesus were to call me?”