DAISY was a little girl only seven years old—such a happy, rosy-cheeked and loved to play as well as any little girl I know of. One evening as we were coming along and she was skipping by my side, I asked her, “Does my little friend Daisy love Jesus?”
“O, yes,” she said, “I do.”
“But why do you love Him?” I asked.
She looked up in my face as if quite surprised I should ask such a, question, and then, with a bright happy smile on her face, and in a tone of glad certainty, she said, “Why do I love Jesus? Because He loved me so much before I loved Him, and He died for me!”
What a sweet answer! Happy little Daisy. She knew the meaning of that beautiful text, “We love Him because He first loved us.” 1 John 4:1919We love him, because he first loved us. (1 John 4:19).
Have you ever thought that it was to give you life eternal that Jesus died; it was to give you the light of life that He endured those hours of awful darkness; it was that you might have joy unspeakable that He went through such sorrow? Have you ever begun to search out the love of God, the Father, in giving His Son; and the love—the strong, deep love of Jesus —in coming to die for you? If you have not, do begin at once.
ML-02/15/1920