NOT long ago a mother was telling me about the last moments of her little girl, who had been converted in a remarkable way some time before. Ever since her conversion she had been a bright testimony to all around her that she was indeed the Lord’s.
When little K. was taken very ill, and suffered much pain, medicine was given her, of which she said she liked the taste. Her mother was about to give her the third dose when she said—
“Mamma, I would rather not take any more.”
“Why not, my child?”
“Because, mamma, Jesus loves me. If I get quite well, I can’t go to Jesus now, and I want to go to Him, oh so much; I want to go and live with Him. I love you, mamma, but I love Jesus much better; I want to live with Him!”
A few days passed, and the Good Shepherd who so loved little K. gave His precious little lamb her “want,” and took her to “live” with Him forever.
E. O’N. N.