IT WAS JUST before the great Indian festival and the Hindu priest had gone to the store to purchase some powder to dye his robe. As he unwrapped the package, he saw some strange words written on the wrapping paper:
"Come unto Me . . . and I will give you rest."
He thought, "Well now, for many years I have longed for rest. I wonder who could have said these words?" For a long time he kept thinking about them. Then one day he gave the wrapping paper to a man whose name was Krishna. Krishna read the strange words on the wrapping paper and he too wondered who had said them. Then he decided he must find out so every day and everywhere he went he carried the paper with him. He kept on asking all the people he knew who had written those words, but no one could tell.
Then one day passing through an Indian village he saw a group of Christians holding an open air meeting. One man was preaching about Jesus the Son of God and Krishna stopped to listen. He heard the man repeat those same precious words he had read on the wrapping paper: "Come unto Me . . . and I will give you rest."
Overjoyed, Krishna went up to the preacher and said, "Now I know who said those words written on the wrapping paper."
Soon after he came to know that blessed One, the Saviour of sinners, and he became one of His devoted followers. One day he went to the priest who had first given him the wrapping paper and told him about Jesus, the One who said, "Come unto Me . . . and I will give you rest." (Matt. 11:2828Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. (Matthew 11:28).)
Messages of the Love of God 7/13/1975