Little Alfred had just had an operation for appendicitis. He heard the nurses talking about him, and sang how sad it was that the doctor had made such a mistake, for because of it the little boy could not recover.
Soon one of the nurses came to him. He said, “Nurse, I am not afraid to die. I put my trust in Jesus two years ago, and I want to go to be with Him. I am not afraid to die, are you?”
The nurse was quite touched upon seeing Alfred’s faith in the Lord Jesus Christ, and tears came to her eyes, but she did not know how to answer him.
In the evening, Alfred’s parents came to see him. He said, “O, Daddy, O, Mamma, it is so good to know I will be with Jesus very soon. I have no home here, my home is with Jesus, my Saviour.”
Later on that night, Alfred’s closing hours on earth were come. The nurse was keeping watch at his side. Alfred turned to her and said, “Nurse, I’m going to be with Jesus. Will you be there someday too?”
While this dear boy’s parents felt the parting with him very keenly, they knew that all was in the Lord’s hands —He Who never makes a mistake—and so were able to rejoice and thank Him that their child was safe at home with the One Who loves him more than any earthly parent ever could.
“Jesus called a little child unto Him.” Matt. 18:2.
ML 03/17/1946