"My" Sunday School

One day whilst walking in a street near my home, a little boy of about five years old came running up to me and said: "I know you. Why, you go to my Sunday School, don't you? I saw you there last Sunday." Of course I assured him that I did, and he was quite pleased to think that I recognized him and belonged to the School of which he was so proud. Although I was the Minister, I belonged to HIS Sunday School, and he was so pleased to greet me as a fellow-scholar. Was not that lovely? I wonder if we are all so interested in, and proud of, our School that we always greet with pleasure anywhere our fellow-scholars.

Your Sunday School is the best, is it not? Well, tell everybody about it, and get all your schoolmates, if they attend no other school, to join yours. This is your little bit of missionary work. You may not be able to say much to them about the Lord Jesus Christ, but you can get them to come to your school to listen to what your teacher has to say about the story of "Jesus and His love." You can also speak to your fellow-scholars when you meet them in the street, and say, "Why, you go to MY Sunday School." They will love you for doing this.