A LITTLE girl having been in to stay with a Christian neighbor, had heard the old, old story of Jesus and His love.
When she saw her father, she began to tell him what she had heard, and after every portion of the sweet story she asked, “Don’t you love Him for that, father?”
Her young heart loved Him, and she wanted her father to love Him also. Time after time the question was asked, and as the child made the inquiry the Spirit of God pressed it home upon the man’s conscience.
Hitherto he had been careless about his soul, and about the things of God; but as he thought of all that Christ had suffered upon the cross for sinners, his guilt as a sinner came before him, and at length he bowed before God, confessing his need, and soon found salvation through faith in the Lord Jesus Christ.
My reader, do you love Him?
How hard must the heart be that has no room for Christ after all that He has done.
Think of Him leaving His glory and becoming man.
Don’t you love Him for that?
Think of Him suffering for sins, the just for the unjust.
Don’t you love Him for that?
Think of Him dying for us that we might be blessed.
Don’t you love Him for that?
ML 01/02/1927