George's Protector

 •  2 min. read  •  grade level: 6
 
George was just a little boy and had been visiting his friend who lived on a farm some distance away. He was returning home alone when a bad thunderstorm came on, and it got very dark. His path lay through an old churchyard, and in the increasing gloom the tombstones looked like white ghosts!
Little George was really very frightened. He started to run, and he tried to whistle, when suddenly he saw a dark figure standing in the church doorway. But a familiar voice called to him—it was his father! How glad he was to hold his father’s hand. All his fears vanished at once.
When George was at school some years later, his mother entrusted his younger brother to his care.
“Take care of Harry,” she said. “He’s very small!”
One day George went into the playground and saw one of the big boys, who was a great bully, knocking little Harry around. He called to Harry, and the little fellow got away from his tormentor. Hiding behind his big brother Harry shouted, “Now come on, if you dare!” Needless to say the bully did not come near, for he was really a coward. He knew George and feared him.
George came to know the Lord Jesus as his Saviour, and later on in life he became a gospel preacher and a writer. He often thought of those incidents in his childhood. He found he had many spiritual enemies to fight, and how ready they were to take advantage of every weakness. George realized how good it was to have a strong Protector himself. He learned to call upon the Lord from the depths of his heart, and the Lord never failed to bring him the help he needed.
Dear young friends, have you given your heart to the Lord Jesus? Do you know Him as your Saviour? Can you say, “The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me,” because He has said, “I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee"?
“Call upon Me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify Me.” Psa. 50:1515And call upon me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me. (Psalm 50:15).
ML-02/19/1978