LITTLE Tommy was not taught to repeat his prayer simply by heart. No one knows where he heard it, or whether God taught it to the dear little fellow. He was dressed for bed one night, and climbing on his older sister’s knee to say “Goodnight,” he clasped his little hands and prayed, “Lord Jesus, who died to save sinners, keep Mary and me.” Next night, he came again to his sister and clasping his little hands he prayed, “Lord Jesus, save dear Day. Bring him home safely from his shop.”
These were simple requests but they came from his heart, and God heard them. At that early age, Toy was a believer, and no doubt saved. His young and tender heart was very early won by the love of Jesus, and he has been a true follower of the Saviour now for over ten years. How grand it is to be saved in childhood! Dear reader, are you?
ML-07/19/1964