Judith was a little Jewish girl in Russia. She had learned many passages from the Gospels, from a boy who had memorized much of the New Testament. That word found an entrance into her young heart and the time came when she yielded her heart to Jesus, owning Him as her Saviour and Lord. Judith could not keep silent about her newfound joy.
Her father was away from home at the time, but when he returned from his trip, she ran to meet him. “Father,” she said, “I love Jesus. He loved the little children. And now He is my Saviour!” Her father was terribly angry and commanded her never again to speak of Jesus.
Not long after this his dear child caught scarlet fever, and very little hope was given for her recovery. As she lay on her bed unconscious, her father tried to pray. Suddenly the little girl opened her eyes. She repeated accurately the account from the Gospels of how Jesus had raised up the little daughter of Jairus.
“And He put them all out, and took her by the hand, and called, saying, Maid, arise. And her spirit came again, and she arose straightway; and He commanded to give her meat.” When Judith had finished, her head fell back and she lapsed back into unconsciousness.
The father fell on his knees. He began to pray, saying, “Oh Jesus, Thou who didst raise up again the daughter of Jairus, wilt Thou raise up my little Judith, if I will believe in Thee, as my Saviour and the true Messiah?” The Lord Jesus heard that cry of anguish. He raised up the little girl again to health and strength.
True to his word, the father turned to the Lord. He confessed Him as his Saviour before all, and he and all his family became Christians.
ML 10/06/1968