Despairingly the poor disappointed father turned away from the disciples to their Master. His son was in the worst possible condition, and all means had failed. But watch what happened when this broken parent in faith obeyed Jesus' command: "Bring him to me." The miserable child was soon delivered from the evil one.

Children are a precious gift from God, but what anxiety comes with them! They may be a great joy or a great bitterness to their parents. They may be filled with the Spirit of God, or possessed with the spirit of evil. But in every case, the Word of God gives us one prescription for the cure of all their ills: "Bring them to me."

Oh, for more agonizing prayer while they are yet babes! Sin is already there—let our prayers begin to attack it. Our cries for our offspring should precede those cries which announce their actual arrival into a world of sin.

In their youth, we see sad tokens of that deaf and mute spirit which will neither pray aright nor hear the voice of God in the soul. But Jesus still commands, "Bring them to me."

When they are grown, they may wallow in sin and foam with enmity against God. When our hearts are breaking, we must remember the Great Physician's words: "Bring them to me."

Never must we cease to pray until they cease to breathe. No case is hopeless while Jesus lives.

The Lord sometimes allows his people to be driven into a corner that they may experimentally know how necessary he is to them. Ungodly children, when they show us our own powerlessness against the depravity of their hearts, drive us to flee to the Strong One for strength—and this is a great blessing to us.

Whatever your morning's need may be, let it like a strong current bear you to the ocean of divine love. Jesus can soon remove our sorrow; he delights to comfort us. Let us hasten to him while he waits to meet us.