QUITE a number of years ago a very little girl, who had been taught by her loving mother to love and trust. Jesus, committed a very great sin. She was with her auntie, who was also a little girl, and while with this auntie, little B.— told something which greatly displeased God; for His eye was upon her, What did she do? She told an untruth. Yes a lie!
After a while her conscience began to trouble her greatly. She was not happy —not happy in anything. She could neither play nor work with pleasure. Her heart was heavy; she could not get her great sin out of her mind. All was roaring and heaviness within; she was trying, as I fear many of us sometimes do to be silent. She dreaded to make it known that she had told a lie.
She remained in this unhappy state for some time. At last the sin weighed so heavily on her conscience she could bear it no longer, and she asked the Lord to help her to remember at the right moment to make confession to her mother.
Dear little girl, she knew she must confess or there could be no peace. That very day, just as she was reaching for the towel with which to dry the dishes, she told her mother, while the bitter tears of repentance rolled down her cheeks, all about the lie which she had told. Later I believe it was also made known to the auntie that what she had told her on that particular day was untrue.
Jesus, the loving Friend of sinners, who saw those bitter tears and knew all about the throbbings within that little heart, had led B.— just where He wanted her, that is, to make confession of her sin, and all was forgiven. All was out now; she had peace: the roaring ceased, and quietness reigned in its place.
This little incident brings before us the words found in the 32nd Psalm, the third and fifth verses, “When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.” Verse 3. “I acknowledged my sin unto Thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the Lord; and Thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin.” Verse 5. As long as B.— “kept silence” there was “roaring all the day long.” That is, her conscience was troubling her and showing her the greatness of the wrong which she had done. But when she acknowledged her sin and tried no longer to hide her iniquity, but confessed all to the Lord, what then? Forgiveness! Ah, yes, forgiveness was hers. Oh, how blessed to know our transgression forgiven, our sin covered. “Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered.” Psalm 32:11<<A Psalm of David, Maschil.>> Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. (Psalm 32:1).
ML 03/14/1909