TOM was just a little paper boy who sold papers on the street corner of a big city. He was neither big nor important but one day something big and important happened to him. He_ attended Sunday school regularly and on this particular afternoon while in his class he accepted the Lord Jesus as his Saviour.
From then on Tom wanted others to know this same precious Saviour and to experience the joy he now felt. But he was timid and too young to preach; nevertheless he could whistle. So as he stood on the busy street corner in the evenings and sold his papers he would whistle hymn tunes. His favorite was “Jesus Loves Me.”
One night while he was whistling his favorite hymn a drunk staggered out of a tavern and stopped to listen. “What are you whistling, boy?” he asked.
“I’m whistling a hymn, sir,” said Tom, “and it goes like this:
“Jesus loves me! This I know,
For the Bible tells me so;
Little ones to Him belong;
They are weak, but He is strong.
Yes, Jesus loves me!
The Bible tells me so.”
“Well I’m sure He doesn’t love an old drunk like me,” sighed the old man.
“Oh, yes, He does, mister,” insisted Tom. “You come with me and find out for yourself.”
Tom led the poor old fellow to a mission where they gave him a meal, a warm bath and a nice bed to sleep in. It was all done in the name of the Lord Jesus. The kindness melted the heart of the old drunk man. He came to truly trust in the Lord as his Saviour, who took away his thirst for drink. He gave up his old sinful life and companions and for years he lived to preach salvation through the blood of Jesus. Many were saved through his gospel messages. And all this began when Tom whistled for the Lord.
ML-06/30/1974