A four-year-old girl ran into her mother’s bedroom one morning to tell her something and found her kneeling beside her bed praying. Her mother said, “Tell me a little later, Sally; I’m talking to Jesus.”
Sally turned to go out of the room but paused. Quietly walking on tiptoes back to her mother’s side she whispered, “Mommy, please tell Him I love Him.”
Her mother put her arm around Sally and said, “Sally, wouldn’t you like to tell Him yourself? I know Jesus likes even four-year-olds to talk to Him.” So Sally knelt down beside her mother to tell Jesus she loved Him.
ML-07/06/1980