Jewels #7 (May 23, 2008)
My Jewels # 7
"And they shall be Mine, saith the Lord of Hosts, in that day when I make up my Jewels." (Malachi 3:17)
Hi, to all my dear grandchildren,
Long years ago I read of a conflict which took place between two Indian Rajahs. The one defeated the other and took captive the son of his rival, and the day he was to return to his own palace he prepared to march into the city in triumph. There was a great procession of elephants, cavalry, infantry and a long line of captives. Among them was the young prince. He was told that he was to walk bare-footed and bare-headed. He was indignant and said, "What! Go in like that! What will the people think? What kind of faces will they make?" The rajah said, "You haven't heard all yet. You shall carry a bowl of milk in your hand, and if you spill so much as a drop, you will lose your head at the close of the procession."
In a few minutes they had brought that bowl of milk, and two guards walked with him, one on either side, and the procession started to move. On and on they went, for perhaps a mile or more, into the presence of the rajah. And that young prince walked along, holding the bowl of milk. It seemed as though he would never finish without spilling some of it, but he completed the ordeal safely. Finally he stood before the rajah, "Well, Sir Prince, what kind of faces did the people make?" He looked up and said, "Your majesty, I did not see the faces of the people. I saw only my life, which I held in my hands, and I knew one false step would make me lose my life."
Dear grandchildren, don't let the sneers and laughter of those around you keep you from looking to Jesus. He is the Saviour of those who put their trust in Him. He died on the cross of Calvary to save sinners. A mother once told her son, "Remember, they may laugh you into hell, but they can never laugh you out of it." Christ is the only approval worth having.
