WHILE passing along the street one day, I was told a little boy was very ill. I called. He was a stranger to me. I found him in bed.
“What ails you, my dear boy?” said I. “O my sins, sir! I cannot bear the weight of my sins.”
“Do you feel that you are a sinner?” “O, sir, I am the chief of sinners!” “And what are you doing?”
“I am, praying to Jesus.”
“And what are you asking Jesus to do for you?”
“To take away my sins.”
He was coiled up in bed, his hands firmly clasped. Even while I spoke to him, and pointed him to the Lamb of God, he continued in earnest prayer. When I called again he was full of joy. He had found the Saviour.
I asked him, “Is there anything you would like to do for Jesus?”
His reply was, “I would like to bring all my brothers and sisters and the whole world to Him.”
I called again soon after. He was there, but not alone. A number of his companions, little boys, had gathered in. What did this child do? He was not ashamed of Jesus, or afraid to tell what He had done for his soul. He then told them what he felt, and how he felt; what Jesus had done for him. He proposed to pray for them, and they all knelt down. I heard that prayer. It was most simple and touchingly earnest. Before I left, one of the boys was enabled to believe and give his heart to Jesus. The two boys embraced each other. How they spoke of the love of Christ; of their joy! How, in the presence of all, they encouraged each other to stand firm and cleave to Jesus!
ML 03/16/1924