Tom was just a little boy, and had a dear Christian mother. One day he saw her put a piece of cake on the cupboard shelf, and then she told him expressly that he must not touch it. But Tom got to longing after that piece of cake, and being a naughty little boy at times, sad to say he stole the cake from the cupboard and took it to bed with him. While eating it, he fell asleep with the half-eaten cake between his fingers.
Later on, when his mother came in to say good-night and give him a kiss, there was the little sinner asleep, caught red-handed with the cake.
In the morning when he woke up, he found the cake still in his fingers, but neatly folded in a white paper.
Not a word was said; never till the close of his life did he mention it, and then he told his sister, on his deathbed as he gave her the paper, how he had kept it hidden deep in his desk. Forty years before those solemn words had been the means of awakening him and bringing him to the Saviour. Years had passed by since he stole the cake, and yet those words remain still on his conscience, and he could not rest until he had sought “the Way” (John 14:66Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me. (John 14:6)), which the Lord Jesus has told us is the “only Way.”
“I am the Way, the truth, and the life; no man cometh unto the Father, but by Me.”
Sin, so sure to find the sinner out, could be forgiven, and the memory of it blotted out, but only by the blood of Jesus.
ML-11/12/1978