Where Did You Learn That?
I was standing before he window of and art store where a picture of the Crucifixion of our Lord was on exhibition. As I gazed, I was aware of the approach of another, and turning, beheld a little lad gazing also intently at the picture. Noticing that this mite of humanity was a street boy, I thought I would speak to him; so I asked, pointing at the picture, “Do you know who He is?”
“Yes,” came a quick response; “That’s our Savior,” with a mingled look of pity and surprise that I should not know what the picture represented.
With an obvious desire to enlighten me further, he continued, after a pause; “Them’s Roman soldiers, the Roman soldiers, and,” with a long drawn sigh, “that woman crying there is His mother.”
He waited, obviously for me to question him further, then thrust his hand in his pockets, and with a reverent and subdued voice and tear-stained face added, “They killed Him, Mister. Yes, sir, they killed Him.”
I looked at the little dirty, rugged fellow and asked, “where did you learn this?’
At the Mission Sunday school,” was the reply.
Full of thoughts regarding the benefits of the Mission Sunday schools, I turned and resumed my walk, leaving the little lad still looking at the picture, I had not walked a block when I heard his childish voice calling, “Mister! Say, Mister! ” I turned. He was running toward me but paused; then up went his little hand, and with a triumphant sound in his voice and now radiant face, he said, “ I want to tell you: HE ROSE AGAIN, HE IS ALIVE!” R.A. Torrey
Easter is a time of new life. That which was dead now lives. Darkness is gone. A warm sun shines. Life has a new meaning.
Today we are privileged to celebrate the Easter because of Jesus’ victory over sin and death. The cross of Christ reveals man’s sin at its worst and God’s love at its best!
Happy Easter Dear Friends, Wishing you much love and blessings.
Thank you for stopping by and sharing your time with me.
Hugs!
Lovingly, Karan
