GEORGIE and his mother lived in a couple of rooms in a busy section of the big city. They were very happy together until one day they were told that the house in which they lived was to be sold, and they would have to move. And so the poor mother began her weary round of going about from place to place, trying to find rooms where they could live. But over and over again she was asked, “Do you have any children?” And when she replied that she had one boy, she would receive the same answer, “Sorry, no children allowed here.”
So the days passed away and the time was drawing very near when Georgie and his mother would have to move out. Still nothing was found.
One day, Georgie came home from school and found his mother in tears. She was sad and worried and didn’t know what to do. Georgie thought things over in his mind and soon decided what he would do.
The next morning his mother went off to work and Georgie got ready for school as usual. But before going out, he wrote a note to his mother and left it on the kitchen table. It read:
“Dear Mother: I’m going away from home, not because I don’t love you, but because you can’t find a place to live while you have me. I’ll come back to you when I’m grown up, and I’ll work hard and we’ll have a nice house to live in. Love, George.”
Then little Georgie started out. But he didn’t get very far. In crossing a busy street, he was knocked down by a car and seriously injured. They took him to the hospital and called his mother. She came hurrying to his side, but Georgie was so badly hurt that he was dying.
Just before he died, he said, "‘Mother, I’m going to the best Home of all—a home where they never say, ‘No children allowed,’ because Jesus said: " ‘Suffer the little children to come unto Me, and forbid them not.’" Mark 10:1414But when Jesus saw it, he was much displeased, and said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God. (Mark 10:14).
ML-09/04/1960