One day little Dora was walking out with her aunt. The sun had not been visable all the morning, when suddenly a ray of brightness darted full in their faces, and little Dora exclaimed,
“O auntie, how beautiful! I do like the sun!”
“Does my darling know who made the sun to shine?” asked the aunt, with a smile.
“Yes,” replied the child, pointing upwards; “It was the good God in heaven.” And the little girl kissed her hand up to the sky three times; then turned to her aunt, and said,
“Auntie, I have sent three kisses to the Lord, and He will be sure to have them, because the angels will carry them to Him. Perhaps He will send me some back when I’m asleep.”
Auntie looked fondly at the little prattler as she asked,
“Why did you send the kisses, Dora?”
“To thank Him for sending His sun out,” replied the child. And the aunt thought,
“This little child is thanking God for one of His most common mercies; yet not only common but special mercies have often been unacknowledged by me!”
ML 05/13/1945