SANTI was a little girl who lived in far-away China. She was very delicate, and she was blind. Her elder brother Fong was very fond of her, and spent all his spare time amusing her. He told her all he saw and was careful to explain everything. He often told her, “Little sister, do not worry, I am your eye.”
She would say, “Oh, Fong, I wish I could see something which you do not see, and then I would tell you all about it.”
“That will never be, little sister,” he said softly.
When Fong was ten years old, he had to go away during the summer months to help his uncle with the harvest. Time was passing very slowly for poor little Santi. Mother was busy and Father was away at work all day long. Santi often sighed, “Oh, if something would happen that I could tell Fong about when he comes home.”
One afternoon, when she was sitting as usual on the doorstep, she heard a strange voice. Then she heard her mother’s voice saying, “Santi, there is a visitor for you today.”
The little girl was a bit shy at first, but the kind voice of the stranger soon made her feel quite at home.
“I am a missionary,” said the stranger, “and I have come from a very far country to tell you and others about the Saviour, whose name is Jesus. He is the Son of the living God, and He came down from heaven to die on the cross to save sinners. You know, we are all sinners, little Santi, and yet God loves us.”
This was all new to Santi and she listened very eagerly. When the lady rose to leave, Santi begged her to come again. She came every day through the summer, and told Santi the wonderful stories of Jesus and His love. When Santi was alone, she would think about those stories, and one day, she lifted her sightless eyes up to heaven and thanked God for His love to her, and thanked the Lord Jesus for coming into the world to die for her. Have you ever done this, dear young reader? God has given you sight, and many other blessings; He waits for you to come to Him and accept His dear Son as your Saviour.
In the fall, Fong came home, and the very first day he sat with his little sister for hours telling her all that he had done and what he had seen. Then he asked her, “Little sister, what have you done all summer?”
He quite expected her to say, “I have done nothing. I have been sitting here all the time waiting for you.”
But to his great surprise she said, “Oh, Fong, I have had a wonderful time. A foreign lady came every day and told me so much about the Saviour, Jesus.” And then she went on to tell her brother many of the wonderful stories that she had heard, and best of all, she told him that she had trusted the Lord Jesus, the Son of God, as her own Saviour. Fong at once opened his heart to receive this wonderful news, for although he was only ten years old, he knew that he was a sinner. He took the face of his dear sister in his strong hands and said, “Santi, my dear little sister, now you have seen what I have never seen. What you wished for has happened. With your inner eye you have seen the One who is the Saviour.”
Santi was so happy. She had seen Jesus, the Light of the world. She was no more useless in this world, but could be a little shining light for her Saviour. May it be so with all who read this little paper.
ML-03/20/1960