A few days after this they heard that their sick neighbor was near his end. Taking her little one by the hand the kind mother went in to see him. They found that he was dying. As Bessie sat on her mother’s lap, by the side of his bed, the sick man died; but just before his spirit passed away, these were the last words heard from his lips: “God, help everybody to love Jesus—everybody.”
And so dear Bessie’s words were the means which God employed to save a soul from death. And if a little child can exert such an influence as this, then we see how, by loving and serving Jesus, we may all make ourselves useful. We may so live that every act and word may be a good seed sown that will yield fruit unto everlasting life.
“Not ourselves, but the truths that in life we have spoken,
Not ourselves, but the seed that in life we have sown,
May pass on for ages—all about us forgotten,
Save the truth we have spoken, the things we have done.
“So let our living be—so be our dying;
So let our names lie, unblazoned, unknown;
Unpraised, and unmissed, we shall yet be remembered;