“YOU CAN’T play with my dolls,” Betty said one day when little Laurie came to play with her. Betty was very selfish. Laurie was sad; she said, “Let’s learn our memory verse then.”
Betty began to feel strange inside. “That verse is talking to me,” she whispered to herself, and away she ran. Soon she was back with her doll, doll buggy and beautiful quilt.
“You may take it home and keep it until tomorrow,” she said. Laurie’s eyes opened wide with surprise.
Help me to do the things I should,
To be to others kind and good;
In all I do, in work or play,
To be more loving every day.
ML-03/15/1964