“No, Mother, I can’t eat anything. I’m not hungry.” “Then, my boy, you must be sick. I’ll take your temperature.”
When my temperature was taken, I was sent to bed at once. Later that evening, I was awakened and had to sit up so that the doctor could examine me. I felt very ill and could scarcely breathe. Outside the wind was howling and lashing against the windows with all the fury of a late winter storm. At last the doctor spoke.
“I’m sorry to tell you,” he said in a whisper to my mother, “your son is very ill and I’m afraid there’s no hope for him.”
The last words reached my ears and I repeated to myself, “No hope... no hope!” “I’m going to hell,” I thought: for I knew that I had done and said wrong things that would shut me out of heaven. My mind was confused and afraid. Then suddenly it cleared for a moment. Quickly I repeated to the Lord Jesus:
“Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidst me come to Thee;
O Lamb of God, I come!”
Then with peace in my heart I fell asleep and didn’t wake up for three days.
Slowly I recovered from that terrible illness, but I have never forgotten that dark stormy night when I found Christ as my Saviour and He washed all my sins away in His own precious blood shed for me on the cross of Calvary.
Boys and girls, don’t delay! No matter how young you are, you need to be saved. If you have never opened wide the door of your heart and asked the Lord Jesus to come in, then do it NOW!
Into my heart, into my heart,
Come into my heart, Lord Jesus.
Come in TODAY; come in to stay!
Come into my heart, Lord Jesus.
ML-08/26/1979