SOLEMON was a boy who lived in Bengal. One day he heard about God's love in sending the Lord Jesus to die for him, that his sins might be forgiven. As he listened his eyes filled with tears and his heart grew big with gratitude, but in the Bengali language there was no word that had the meaning of our "Thank you."
After the morning school, the missionary took a walk through the garden. There he saw Solemon on his knees with his hands clasped and his lips moving. He was repeating one by one the letters of the alphabet. He wanted to thank God for His wonderful love, so he was saying the letters over and over again and asking God to take these letters and to make a word for Himself which could express the thanks which he could not say.
At home, abroad, by night and day, Christ for me,
Where'er I speak or sing or pray; Christ for me.
He first, He last, He all day long,
My hope, my solace and my song,
He sweetly leads my soul along,
Christ for me.
Messages of the Love of God 12/28/1975