I said to a little boy, anxious about his soul, “What would you say if any one knocked at the door, and you felt too little to open it?”
“I’d say, Come in!”
The next morning his face was so happy that his mother asked the reason.
Robert said, “Last night, before I went to sleep, I seemed to hear Jesus knocking at the door of my heart. I just said to Him: ‘Lord Jesus, come in,’ and He came in.”
ML 09/10/1961