Some children were playing together one evening in a house in Weymouth, last autumn, when somebody said “Let us sing some hymns.” All agreed to this but one little girl not quite six years of age, whose name was Ada. She wanted some other amusement, and refused to sing. The others not thinking it right to mind a little girl who was rather noted at that time for always wanting to have her own way, although I hope it is no longer so now, began to sing a hymn together, but Ada remained silent. “Ah!” said the servant girl, who was a believer in the Lord Jesus Christ, “Ada does’nt want to sing because she DOES’NT LOVE JESUS.” Presently, while the others were singing all happily together, Ada began to cry, but, supposing that this was only temper, nobody heeded it until bed-time, and then, as Ada was still crying, they began to tell her how naughty she was for being so stubborn. At first she made no reply, but, as she continued to shed tears, one of them said “What can you be crying about now?” To the surprise of all, her answer was, “Because I don’t love Jesus.” This unexpected remark changed everything, and now, instead of scolding, they began to try to comfort her by telling her that if she did not love Jesus He loved her, and that as when on earth He took little children up into His arms, and laid His hands on them and blessed them, though, at the time, they did not love Him, so now he would surely receive her if she would simply trust in His love. Before she went to bed that night Ada was able to say that she loved Jesus because He first loved her. I hope she will never forget His love, and that her ways through life till the Lord comes will never more give occasion to any to say at any time “SHE DOESN’T LOVE JESUS.”