Here we have a girl who has hurt her, foot while gathering shell fish along the coast of a country far over the sea. Her brother and she were likely helping mother when the accident occurred. Their sharp eyes and willing steps would soon help to fill mother’s basket. The fishing is over now. The other fishers are left behind and mother and children are hastening home where the foot will be properly cared for. The foot has been hastily bound up and, look, how carefully the mother carries her daughter, so that the foot will not be injured any more.
The girl, I am sure, is heavy, but the love in the heart of the mother keeps her from feeling the burden.
The boy willingly carries the net and basket of fish. His face shows how sorry he is for his sister. I am sure they are happy playmates. He seems to wish it had been his foot, rather than his sister’s.
Love like this should make us think of the wondrous love of the Lord for us.
God loved the world of sinners lost,
And ruined by the fall;
Salvation full at highest cost;
He offers free to all.
O, ‘twas love, ‘twas wondrous love!
The love of God to me;
It brought my Saviour from above,
To die on Calvary.
ML 10/03/1909