One evening two little girls were anxious to go to the corner of the road in which they lived, to watch for their father’s return from the city.
Having obtained permission from their mother, they set off in high spirits.
It was a busy corner; many buses passed, besides other traffic, and there were crowds of people, so they had plenty to look at. They waited for some time, but their father did not arrive. The moments sped on, and they began to be frightened, fearing he had met with an accident in one of the busy streets. At last they could bear it no longer, and slowly with sad little hearts, they made their way home. When they entered the house, to their utter astonishment, there was their father seated in his usual place.
In answer to the chorus of questions they asked him, he said quietly,
He then told them that he had come along, and seeing them so absorbed in watching the passing scene, he had walked between them, and they had not noticed These two girls learned a lesson then that they will never forget. Their father told them they were like a good many young Christians, who are waiting for the Lord to come, but instead of watching for Him, their thoughts and lives are filled with the passing things of this life. The Lord wants us to be occupied with Himself, watching for Him, and living each day in expectation of His coming.
ML 10/15/1939