IN a former paper, we gave you a little account of dear Marguerite’s being brought happily to the Lord, and mentioned how, two days later, God gave her a dream to impress upon her young mind, the reality of the precious truth she had been learning.
In a letter to a friend, she relates this dream. But one, on reading it, questioned how true, or real, it might be. This led to some inquiry, in answer to which Marguerite writes:
“Dear Mrs. —. I am going to write you a few lines to tell you that my dream was true and real, and it was not by imagination. I was very happy. I would be very glad if it could help someone to come to Jesus as I did. If I love Him it is because He loved me first, and has forgiven all my sins, I, who had so many.
“When I was in the train, and the train had to go on a bridge, I was a little bit frightened that the bridge would break, and we would all be lost. But now I trust in Jesus, and all my fears are taken away.”
Her teacher writes that she asked the Lord to direct her in speaking to Marguerite about her dream, and she saw, after questioning her, that all was well.
She says it was a dream, and without doubt sent of the Lord for the good of the child.
The morning after the dream, Marguerite had gone into her teacher’s room, full of joy, and told her what she had dreamed.
I will now give part of a letter from Marguerite in which she relates her dream.
“Dear Mrs. ——I am very glad to say that I have Jesus Christ as my dear Saviour. He died for me on the cross, and if He comes I would go with Him.
“I had a dream last night. I dreamed that Jesus had come and that I had gone with Him to heaven.
“Paul, my brother, was there too, and Jesus asked him if he was a sinner, and he said, ‘Yes, I am.’
“Then He asked me, and I said that all my sins were washed away in the precious blood of Jesus.
“Then He asked Paul to kiss Him, and he did.
“I wanted to kiss Him dreadfully, because He looked so pretty and good on His beautiful throne of gold. So He guessed my, wish, and took me up in His arms and kissed me.
“I forgot to say that. I asked Jesus to take Mamma and Papa to heaven, and so He did. And the dear Jesus put a beautiful crown on my head, and I waked up. I was very surprised not to find myself in heaven.
“Was not that a beautiful dream? I wish that Jesus would come tomorrow, and I would see you there, dear Mrs. May this dream, together with the happy experience of dear little Marguerite, fill my young readers with the earnest desire to know salvation through Jesus, if they do not yet know it; and with longing for the joy that fills dear Marguerite’s heart, if they have not yet this joy!
ML 10/12/1902