o die. She
happened to look up, and she saw through the mouth of the pit a
beautiful star. She fixed her eye on it; and it seemed as if the
star lifted her up till she was almost out. But the thought of
herself came to her mind; she looked off at the sides of the pit:
immediately she lost sight of the star, and down to the bottom of
the pit she went. Again she fixed her eye on the star; and again it
seemed to lift her almost out. But once again she took her eye off
the star, and looked at herself; down into the pit she fell again!
The third time she fixed her eye on the star and was lifted higher
and higher, until all at once her feet struck the ground above, and
she awoke from her sleep.
God taught her a lesson by the dream. She learned that if ever she
was to be saved, she must give up the struggle, and let Jesus Christ
save her. My friends, give up the struggle today! You have tried
long and hard. It has been a hard battle, has it not? Give it up;
and repose in the arms of Jesus Christ. Say "Lord, I come to thee as
a poor sinner; wilt Thou not save me and help me?" "The gift of God
is eternal life." It is offered to all: who will have it?
I see some children here: let me tell you a story. If you have not
heard it before, please do not forget it. A Sunday school teacher
wished to show his class how free the gift of God is. He took a
silver watch from his pocket one day, and offered it to the eldest
boy in the class. "It is yours, if you will take it." The little
fellow sat and grinned at the teacher. He thought he was joking. The
teacher offered it to the next boy, and said: "Take that watch: it
is yours." The little fellow thought he would be laughed at if he
held out his hand, and therefore he sat still. In the same way the
teacher went nearly round the class: but not one of them would
accept the proffered gift. At length he came to the smallest boy.
When the watch was offered to the little fellow, he took it and put
it into his pocket. All the class laughed at him. "I am thankful, my
boy," said the teacher, "that you believe my word. The watch is
yours. Take good care of it. Wind it up every night." The rest of
the class looked on in amazement; and one of them said: "Teacher,
you don't mean that the watch is his? You don't mean that he hasn't
to give it back to you?" "No," said the teacher, "he hasn't to give
it back to me. It is his own now." "Oh--h--h! if I had only known
that, wouldn't I have taken it!"
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