I have heard of a dear little boy who was visited by an earnest Christian doctor in a very serious illness. The doctor had to say that his patient could not recover, but the dear little fellow seemed to have no fear, but was quite prepared for his change.
Just before it came, his eyes lighted up, while a smile played on his thin lips, and he said softly, his mother being near him:
“O mamma, I see Jesus!”
His mamma listened in silent wonder, lint with a thankful heart she will remember her dear child’s last words,
“O mamma, I see Jesus!”
ML 03/12/1944