A boy ten years of age, who had found Jesus as his Saviour, was walking home from school with his special friend, Charlie.
“Charlie, do you know Jesus?” he asked.
“Of course, I have often read of Jesus, and heard a great deal about him.”
“I don’t mean that, Charlie. I mean, do you know Him?”
“Know Jesus! why, how can anyone know Him when He is away in heaven?”
“I do, Charlie,” returned his friend. “I know Him to talk to.”
ML 01/18/1959