A fair little child of five stood at her mother’s side trying to wipe away the tears that would come to her eyes because of the great pain she was suffering in her nerves.
“Mamma,” she said, “why do you not send for Doctor Y?”
“It is no use, dear. Man can do me no good. Jesus only can make me well, or give me patience to bear the pain,” said the sufferer.
The little one suddenly knelt down, joined her tiny hands together, bent her head, and with sweet simplicity and warmth prayed,
“Good Lord Jesus, I do not like to see my mamma so ill. Doctor Y. cannot make her well. You can send away the naughty pains.”
The child’s “prayer of faith” was answered by the Lord; and one hour later the mother was free from the fearful pains she had felt so long. With a heart full of thankful praise to God, she kissed her darling child again and again; and the little one, seeing her mother now in smiles, quickly smiled in return.
“I knew, mamma,” said she, “that you would soon be better; because Jesus can make us well.”
This believing and loving child was one of those of whom the Saviour said,
ML 03/05/1939