A lady missionary on furlough told, in a children’s meeting, that the children in China had no toys, no dolls, no teddybears, etc. A little boy took it to heart and sacrificed his much-loved teddybear to be sent to the children in China. The teddybear was packed, with many other things, into a big box and went on its long journey to China. After many weeks it arrived at the destination, which was a mission hospital far within the interior of China. Soon after this, a rich Chinese gentleman, with his wife, came to the hospital, asking them to take in their little boy, their only son, who was very sick. He would not eat, nor speak, and had no interest whatever in anything. The medicine of the Chinese doctors had not helped him, nor the sacrifices to the idols, and the family did not know the Lord Jesus.
The little boy was received into the hospital. When the missionary nurse saw him lying in his bed, so pale and motionless, she went for the teddybear and held it out to him. A light came into his little black eyes at once, and he stretched out his thin arms and took the teddybear into his arms. He stroked it gently and talked to it. When his food was brought, he willingly took it, and from that hour on quickly recovered. The parents were overwhelmed when they saw the change in their child. Soon the little boy was quite well and was allowed to take the teddy bear home. But best of all the family had heard about the Lord Jesus in the hospital, and they accepted Him as their Saviour and did not sacrifice to idols any more.
The Lord used the kindness of that little boy, who was willing to give up his teddybear, in blessing to a whole family in far away China. If we who are saved, are willing to give what we have to the Lord He will use it, and some day in heaven, He will show us how He valued our love to His Name shown out in this way.
ML 04/26/1953