One November day little Doris, five years old, was out for a walk with her aunt. The sun had not been shining all morning, when suddenly a ray of brightness darted full in their faces, and little Doris exclaimed— “Oh, Auntie, how beautiful! I do like the sun.”
“Does my darling know who made the sun to shine?” asked her 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.”
Auntie looked fondly at her niece as she asked, “Why did you send the kisses, Doris?”
“To thank Him for sending His sun out,” she replied.
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 02/25/1951