BETTY sat in the classroom with many children all around her, busy at their lessons. Some looked in earnest, others were a bit indifferent, but our little girl’s face wore a very puzzled look, for her arithmetic question just would not seem to come out right. She looked at her book, then at the blackboard, then at the ceiling, then out the window — but still she could not seem to think of the right answer.
All at once her puzzled look changed. With a happy smile, she folded her little hands and whispered, “Please, Lord Jesus, help me do this question. I can’t do it alone. Amen.”
She had forgotten for the moment that she was at school! She had only thought of the .need of help, and she knew where to turn. As she picked up her pencil again, she noticed the giggles of some of the others who had seen and heard her, and although her face turned a bit red, she was not at all sorry. Quietly she went on with her arithmetic, and it came out right too.
Soon the teacher passed down the row of children, looking at their work. She paused and looked at Betty’s.
“That’s right, Betty, you did well.”
In a moment the little hands were folded again, and the happy voice whispered,
“Thank you, Lord Jesus.”
Messages of God’s Love 12/18/1955