Look at our new bed,” said Mildred.
“Bed?” I asked, looking puzzled.
“Yes,” she laughed, “look inside.” At that very moment, up jumped a frightened little kitten which had been sound asleep in this new and comfortable sleeping place.
“Isn’t it nice?” she said. “Mother gave it to me for my kitten.”
The kitten by this time was purring on Mildred’s shoulder, and I had a chance to examine the basket.
“It’s made by the blind,” she added, “and it fits kitty exactly.”
“I know a blind lady who used to make baskets like that,” I said. “She had some very beautiful ones too.”
“My friend is not only blind, but deaf and dumb too. She can neither see or hear nor speak.”
“That, is dreadful,” said Mildred.
“Yes, but she knows the Lord Jesus as her Saviour, and she has a far happier face than lots of people who can do everything. She told me that she is going to see her blessed Saviour someday soon, and hear His voice and sing His praises. You should see her reading the Bible with her fingertips. It’s really wonderful. And when she talks with her clever fingers, it’s nearly always about the Lord and the Lord’s people.
“If you ask her, she will tell you that, though she was horn as healthy as any other little girl, the Lord Jesus is more to her than all that she has lost. It would be far more dreadful to live in health without the Lord Jesus, than to be in that dear old lady’s place. If you lost your hearing, sight, and speech, Mildred, what would you have left?”
This was a big thought. Mildred made no answer, for she did not love the Lord Jesus, and the question made her very uncomfortable. She turned away, and our conversation came to an end.
May I ask our readers the same question today. If you lost your sight, hearing, and speech, what would you have left? Can you answer as the old blind lady can, “I have Jesus as my Lord and Saviour.”
ML 06/04/1950