ONE day I saw two little boys at their mother’s door. I think they had been to the baker’s to fetch a loaf.
They were small, because neither of them could reach the bell, so they tried on tip-toe, and put their arms out as far as ever they could, but they couldn’t do it; so after a minute, the eldest took the loaf under his arm, and then stooped down while his little brother Tommy got on his back, and then he gave the bell a pull, which made mother come quickly, as perhaps she thought it was a gentleman ringing, when it was her two little boys. I thought that was what we ought to do — help one another; but then you know the biggest had to stoop so that the little one might reach the bell. Perhaps, Mr. Editor, some of your “Try Company Members “will not mind stooping low enough to help their brothers and sisters — Jesus stooped very low to save us.
I feel sure we shall remember the pretty “little bit” — I suppose we may have some more, as it says “Bits” — which we have just read, and I hope not forget the lesson of stooping. Yes! Jesus did stoop so low to save us that there is no need to get on a brother’s back to reach Him; “He is near to every one of us.” And He says, “Come unto me,” and “Believe on me, and you shall be saved.” Well, let us try to bring our brothers and sisters to Jesus, but, as our friend says, “don’t be afraid of stooping low.”