“Dear Madam,
THIS comes from the once little Tommy King, the orphan boy, who used to be in your Bible class when you lived at B—. I am a dying soldier now, in a hospital in India. When you receive this letter, I shall be with Christ in the happy land, ‘not far away’ of which we used to sing in the Sunday-school. You will be glad to hear that I am a sinner saved by God’s grace.
The texts of Scripture, learned when in your class, have been blessed of God by His Spirit to me. One text,
‘I am the way, and the truth and the life,’ is especially precious; and I am so happy; I often think of those happy times when you read the Word of God to us, and we sang together,
‘In heaven we’ll part no more.’
I write this to cheer you, and to beg of you not to give up your Bible class, but to go on telling poor little orphan boys and girls of the Good Shepherd, who came to seek and to save that which was lost.”
Such was the message received by a Christian lady who, many years before, had held meetings in her house on Lord’s day afternoons, for the boys and girls of the village.
All believers have some work to do for the Lord Jesus. It may be but a little but let us do that little. A simple word spoken to some companion school mate or friend; a tract put into the hand of a passer-by may be seed sown in good ground, which sooner or later, will bring forth fruit to the Saviour’s glory.
ML 09/20/1925