Far away in India, a group of dark-skinned, black-eyed boys were standing at a street corner. You would have thought them very, funny to look at, with their long loose cotton clothes; but there was nothing strange in their appearance to the crowds of people passing that busy afternoon. Yet as God looked down from heaven, what a difference He saw! Most, if not all, of those people passing by worshiped idols —ugly idols; blocks of wood and stone. They try to wash away their sins by bathing in the river Ganges, and they know nothing of the precious blood of Jesus which alone can cleanse from all sin. But these boys had heard and believed, and they were Christian boys. That very ‘day, their Sunday school teacher was going to preach on that street corner, and so the boys had come along to help him sing. Most of their playmates were playing games here and there, but since they had learned of Jesus love, they wanted to do what pleased Him.
They were at the corner in good time, but the teacher was not. Something had happened which kept him at home, and he had no way of letting the boys know.
“Let us sing a hymn; he may come by the time we have finished,” said one.
So the boys sang one hymn, and their another, but no teacher came. Quite a crowd had gathered to listen.
“Let us go home now,” said one of the boys, as they finished their fourth hymn.
“Don’t you think one of us should try to preach the gospel?” The boss looked at one another, hut not one of them stepped forward. The people began to laugh.
What would you do if the people started to laugh at you? One of the very youngest of the boys stepped forward to speak but the people laughed all the harder, and started to call him name. The dear lad closed his eyes and asked the Lord to help him, and then he asked the people, as politely as he could, to please listen to his message.
“Gentlemen,” he said, “the Bible tell us that once, when the Lord Jesus was, in this world, His clothes became so dazzling, and His face so bright, that even those who loved Him were frightened. Gentlemen, I pray you, think: if that happened to those who loved Him what will happen to those who do not love Him at all, when He comes back in His glory to judge the world? Good afternoon.” Then, bowing politely, the boy stepped back into the group, and they were all soon on their way home.
Will you ask yourself that question? When you see the Lord Jesus, for yet will surely see Him, will you, tremble and feel frightened, or will you meet Him as your Saviour who loved you and died for you?
“Behold, He cometh with clouds; and every eye shall see Him, and they also which pierced Him: and all kindreds of the earth shall wail because of Him.” Revelation. 1:7.
ML 09/17/1950