DEAR young readers,— are you ready—if the Lord were to call you home, or appear in the air tonight— are you ready to meet Him? Oh! if not, how terrible, how dangerous it your position! The present moment only can you call your own; and now, NOW is the appointed time, now is the day of salvation. Oh! delay not, linger not, lest your voice be among the voices of those that enter Eternity, wailing “Too late, too late.” Oh! come now. Jesus stands waiting to receive you, just as you are—full of sin, of coldness, of doubt. Oh! throw yourselves into His outstretched arms of love— those arms once nailed to the cross for you. He wants nothing more. Cast yourselves on Him, and in Him you will be ready.
And you, dear young readers, who have come to Jesus, are you like the sailor-boy in the poem’s true incident, making it your joy to tell others of the love of God to them and you? And are you so living that your life will shed an influence stronger, more abiding, than that of your most earnest pleadings with your voice?
ML 06/08/1902