I HAVE just heard of a dear little boy who was visited by an earnest Christian doctor in a very serious illness.
The doctor had to say that his young patient could not recover, but the dear little fellow seemed to have no fear, but was quite prepared to go. Just before he died, his eyes lighted up, while a smile played on his thin lips, and he said softly, his mother being very near him: “O, mamma, I see Jesus!”
His mamma listened in silent wonder, but with a thankful heart she will remember her dear child’s last words, “O, mamma, I see Jesus!”
ML-12/12/1920