MISS NAIRN was a Sunday school teacher and had a class of little boys and girls who loved her very much. One day she had been telling them of how the Lord Jesus died for sinners, and that those who trusted Him as their Saviour, believing He died to put their sins away, had their names written down in “The Book of Life.”
A few days after Max, a small boy in her class, came to her and said: “Miss Nairn, you know that Book Jesus has in heaven, do you think my name is on the same page as yours?”
“Well, Max,” she replied kindly and thoughtfully, “it doesn’t tell us how large the book is, but I learned to love the Lord Jesus before you were born, so my name may be somewhat earlier in the book than yours.”
“Oh, I’d love to be on your page,” said little Max, “but as long as we are in the book, that’s what matters; and my name is there.”
Dear young friends, can you say, like little Max, “I know my name is there?”
ML-01/23/1972