Playing Ball.

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SEE these dear little children out here in the grassy meadow, among the daisies and other pretty posies. How happy they seem to be with their balls, throwing them back and forth to each other and bouncing them on the ground. I think probably their mamma, or perhaps their Sunday school teacher has brought them out here to spend a happy afternoon together, playing among the trees. As I look at the picture it makes me think of some other little children that lived many, many years ago, in a land far away, across the great ocean. These other children lived when the Lord Jesus was on the earth, and the mothers brought them to Him. What do you think the Lord Jesus did when the mammas brought their children to Him? Do you think He said, “Oh, go away, I can’t be bothered with children—I came to see the great people, and they are the only ones I am interested in?” Was that what He told the mothers? Oh, No! Instead of speaking so roughly, He took the little ones up tenderly in His arms and blessed them. There were others there, who thought differently and tried to send them away. But Jesus told them not to do so, and said, “SUFFER THE LITTLE CHILDREN TO COME UNTO ME, AND FORBID THEM NOT, FOR OF SUCH IS THE KINGDOM OF GOD.” 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). How very kind and loving the blessed Saviour was, and how happy those children must have been, when He took them in His arms and they listened to His gentle words. When I was a little girl, I used to wish that I had been one of those little ones, so that I could have looked in His face and listened to His voice. Do you know, my little friends, that if you love the, blessed Lord Jesus, if you believe that He died to save, you, and you will be one of His little followers, you will someday see His face and hear His voice? And what do you think He will say to you? He will welcome you into His happy home, where all is peace and joy and love, and then you will be one of that happy band that stand around His throne singing, “Glory! Glory! Glory be to God in the Highest!”
ML 05/08/1904