There was once a little girl called Maree. Perhaps you say “what a funny name!” Well, she was the only little girl I have met who had that name. But Maree, though only five or six years old, knew something that a great many other children, and grown up people too, do not know.
Little Maree went to a school where a chapter of God’s Word was read and a verse of Scripture said each day, before the other lessons commenced.
The children had been learning the different names of the Lord Jesus Christ, and one morning when they had learned several of these, the teacher went round the class, and instead of asking each child to repeat a text, in which was given one of the names of the Lord Jesus, she asked, “Who is the Son of God?”
Some gave the name given in their favorite text; some repeated what the child before had said, but when it came to Maree’s turn, she paused a moment, and then with a bright smile answered,
“He is my Saviour.”
Why did she say this? Because young as she was, she knew it—knew that all her sins had been washed away in His precious blood.
“There is no other Name than Thine,
Jehovah Jesus, Name divine,
On which to rest for sins forgiven,
For peace with God, for hope of heaven.
Name above every name, Thy praise
Shall fill you courts through endless days,
Jehovah Jesus, Name divine,
Rock of salvation, Thou art mine!”
Dear little reader, can you say of Jesus, “He is my Saviour?” If not why not?
ML 12/06/1931