A LITTLE girl was once taken into a room to see her mamma just bore she died, and to kiss her good-by. The next day the nurse told her that her mamma was dead. She then went into another room and put on her new dress and shoes and hat and came to the nurse and said, “I am going away, this is not home for me any more.” She felt because mamma was gone, that she had no home here. Those who love the Lord Jesus know He has died. He was “taken by wicked hands and crucified and slain,” and we should feel His absence, and remember we have no home down here. Our home is up in heaven with Jesus and very soon He will come for us and take us there. And the more we love Him, the more we will long to be with Him. Do you, little girls and boys, love Jesus and is it your desire that He would come soon and call you to meet Him on the cloud, to spend eternity with Him? E. B. H.
ML 08/27/1899