Soldiers of the Great King
by Mary Wingfield Bell
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CHAPTER
3
Dalthea, Mrs. Van Upper’s granddaughter
said that soldiers of the king could meet at Mrs. Van Upper’s house on the next
Saturday. But first, she wanted them to
come early and do her a favor. The
woman wanted the children to rake her yard and put the leaves in a bin in her
backyard.. Then the boys and girls
could gather in her house for a meeting.
On Saturday each of the older boys
brought a rake. Janet and Maria each
brought a broom to sweep the veranda and walkway. The younger children had buckets to fill with leaves and take
them to the bin.
“Look, kids,” said Janet. “We are dong this work for King Jesus. So, everyone do your best job and it won’t
take long to make Mrs. Van Upper’s yard look real nice.”
Mrs. Van Upper came out to see that
each child knew what to do. The
children could tell that she was a good lady because she spoke softly and
kindly to them. She told each child
where to rake.
Soon they were all busy as honey
bees. They sang as they worked. They sang old songs like Oh, Su Sanna, Old MacDonald Had a Farm and John
Jacob Jinglehiemer Smith. The work was more like playing a game
because it was fun to be together helping Mrs. Van Upper and doing their best
work for King Jesus. In a short time
the whole yard was raked clean. The
veranda and walkway were clean, also.
Janet had told Lorena where Mrs. Van
Upper lived, but she was so busy making a gift for each child that she forgot
to watch the time and she was a few minutes late. She had made crosses for everyone painting Popsicle sticks with
flowers and gluing them together. She
was glad to let the others know that she wanted to be their friend.
“How lovely,” said Maria. “And did you cut the short sticks that cross
the long sticks? That must have been
hard to do.”
“I got help for that,” said Lorena.
“Aunt Ruth cut the sticks for me.”
“This is my new friend, Lorena,” Janet
said to the others.
“Right this way,” said Mrs. Van Upper
leading the children to a large room in the house. “There is a seat for each of you. I do thank you children for the good job you did on my yard. It looks splendid.”
“We had fun,” said Trilby. “It’s not hard work when you work with
others and do your best work for the king.”
“He is so right,” said Elmer. “Now we are ready for a good meeting. What’s next, Janet?”
“First, let us hear some bible verses,”
said Janet.
“I’ll tell my verse so I do not
forget,” said little Mrs. Cho. “It is
Psalm 118:24, ‘This is the day the Lord hath made, I will rejoice and be glad
in it.’ Tim has a verse. ‘Say your verse, my child.’ ”
“Forever, Oh Lord, they word is settled
in Heaven,” said Tim Cho.
“Who else has a verse?” asked the
leader.
“Our help is in the name of the Lord
who made Heaven and earth. Psalm
134:8.” Said Donald.
“How about this verse?” asked
Richard. “A man that hath friends must
show himself friendly, and there is a friend that sticketh closer than a
brother. Proverbs 18: 24.”
When most of the children had given
their bible verses, it was time to hear reports from the children who promised
at the last meeting to tell someone how to know Jesus as their best friend:
“I will give my report first,” said
Janet because I want my new friend to tell you what helped her when she was so
sad. I found her sitting by herself on
the pump house at school and she was crying.
She told me that her mother had died not long ago. She was afraid to be alone in her house at
night when her father was gone. I
invited her to stay with me that night.
She did stay in my house. I told
her how Jesus could be her best friend and help her so she would not have to be
alone. Jesus would always be with her
and help her with any problem. She
wanted to know how she could have Jesus as her friend. I told her how to pray and ask Jesus to come
into her heart and take away her sins.
Now Lorena will tell you what happened next.”
“Yes, I am glad Janet found me sitting
on the pump house. She helped me so
much. I could not sleep in my
house. I was afraid every night. The house was so dark and cold. I heard noises. It was awful until I learned about King Jesus. When he came into my heart everything
changed for better. It was like Jesus
wrapped me in love and I did not feel afraid.
The next day after school I went to my house. I saw a woman in the yard next door. She talked to me. Her
name is Miz Lizzie Hall. She has a bid
dog. The dog’s name is Whopper. I could see that Whopper was a friendly
dog. The woman is nice. She asked me to have supper with her. I did.
Now I have a good neighbor who will help me. Knowing Jesus sure changed things for me. When Daddy came he brought Aunt Ruth. It’s so good to have her with me. Now I won’t go home to an empty house. I’m glad Janet helped me to know Jesus.”
“Lorena, you told your story so well,”
said Mrs. Van Upper. “I think my
granddaughter has a report, also.”
“Dalthea, let us hear your report” said
Janet.
“I went to see this girl, Pearl, who
lives down by the railroad. She comes
to school with a dirty neck and her dress looks dirty, too. I carried a bar of soap in my dress pocket. She wanted to know why I came to see her
because no one else ever did. And I
said, ‘I noticed that your neck is always dirty and I brought you this soap so
you can wash your neck.’ She began to
cry and said, ‘I don’t want my neck to be dirty but we do not have a basin for
water and if I wash under the pump I get wet and cold all over. Then I shiver. I don’t like to shiver.
That’s why my neck stays dirty.’
I felt sorry for Pearl. I told
her that I would find a basin for her.
Grandmother, don’t you have a wash pan you hardly ever use that I can
give to Pearl when I go to see her again?”
“Yes, dear, you can give her that old
pan in the pantry. It’s beat up but it
doesn’t leak,” said Mrs. Van Upper.
“I told Pearl about Jesus who is God’s
son,” said Dalthea, “and about him being born in a stable. I told her that he grew up to be the most
important person in the world. He was a
good man who loved children and he healed all that came to him for their
healing. Then I told her how wicked men
put him to death on the cross and the way he hung there between two
thieves. And I told her he died on that
cross so all people could be forgiven and have a home forever in Heaven. I told her Jesus was put in the grave but he
only stayed there three days. He arose
and went up to Heaven. People watched
him go up in a cloud. I said the bible
tells that Jesus is coming again and all who believe in him will arise and go
with him to Heaven. Then Pearl wanted
to know how she could be one of them that go to Heaven. I prayed with her and she accepted King
Jesus. Now she wants to be a soldier,
too. I will help her to know more about
the king when I see her again.”
“Why did you not ask her to come to our
meeting?” asked Elmer.
“I did, but she said, ‘maybe later when
I get clean.’”
“Dalthea, you are a good soldier,” said
Janet.
“I’m going to be the best soldier,” said
Dalthea.
“And Donald, did you go to see Mr. Ray
Downer?”
“Yes, I did and he was friendly as
always but he stumbled about his house.
I think he was drunk. I told him
I came to tell him about King Jesus. He
said, ‘I heard about Jesus when I was a lad your age but I don’t think I want
to know him. He let my father die and I
grew up without a dad to help me know how to live.’ Then I said, ‘Did your father know Jesus?’ He answered, ‘Yes, he loved Jesus. He always sang songs about him and
Heaven.’ Then I said, ‘Mr. Ray, don’t
you want to see your father someday? I
think he is in Heaven!’ He said, ‘Sure
I want to see my old man but I can’t go to Heaven because I am just an old
drunk. I never go to church. Church people don’t want a drunk
around.’ Then I said, ‘Mr. Ray, you
don’t have to be a drunk. Jesus will
forgive your sin if you ask him!’ Then
he said, ‘I don’t think I can give up the bottle but I tell you what, Lad, you
pray for me.’ I said, ‘Mr. Ray, pray
after me the words I say: God forgive me.
I am a sinner.’ Mr. Ray prayed,
‘God forgive me a sinner.‘ And I prayed ‘Come into my heart. I want to live for you. I believe Jesus died for my sins and he
arose from the grave and went up to Heaven.’
Tears fell on Mr. Ray’s face and he smiled. ‘Son,’ he said. ‘I am
saved now. I will never take another
drop of that stuff.’ The man was happy.”
“What a good report, Donald,” said Mrs.
Van Upper.
“Mari, do you have a report about
telling your uncle about Jesus living in his heart?” asked Janet.
“Yes, I wrote my uncle a letter. I love him very much. I told him how all my family had accepted
Jesus as our best friend. I told him our
home is peaceful now. Father doesn’t
yell so much. I said, “Uncle Caesar, I
want you to know King Jesus. I told him
how to pray the sinner’s prayer so he could love the king as his best fiend and
helper.”
“Did he want to know the great
king?” asked Janet.
“He wrote back saying, ‘It’s nice of
you to think of me. I will give the
idea much thought and sometime you may hear that I have taken your advice for
my soul.”
“Now he knows what to do,” said
Janet. “Mrs. Cho, did you talk to your
brother about Jesus?”
“I talked to my brother, Lee,” replied
Mrs. Cho. “I tell him not follow
Buddha. He is dead. Follow King Jesus. He is alive. He say, ’Our
family follow Buddha for many generations.
How come you not follow Buddha?’
I say, ‘I told you Buddha is dead.
He cannot answer prayer but Jesus can.
He is much alive!’ Then he said,
‘I think about this one you call Jesus!’
Now I pray for him.”
“Excuse me,” said Mrs. Van Upper. “Someone is knocking on the door.”
The children heard her say, “Come in,
James, and see my friends.” James was a
neighbor from the street behind her house.
He came into the sitting room and sat down on the carpet. The chairs were all taken. “Do you know these boys and girls?” asked
Mrs. Van Upper.
“Yes, most of them I see at school,” he
said. “These kids are happy all the
time. I wanted to know why they are
happy. That is why I came to your
house. I saw them coming earlier when I
was on an errand for my father. I am
sorry to be late. Can I belong to this
group?”
“Yes,” replied Donald. “The reason we are so happy is because we
have Jesus as our best friend. But to
be a real soldier of King Jesus you must ask him to come into your heart.”
“How can I do that?” asked James.
Donald gladly told the boy about Jesus
who lived and died on the cross because cruel men put him there. He could have come down because he was the
Son of God, but he gave himself to die for the sins of the whole world. Donald told how Jesus was buried in the tomb
and arose on the third day. He went
straight up to Heaven. A cloud took him
out of sight. Jesus is coming again to
take those who believe and serve him to Heaven. “James, repeat after me,” said Donald. “I am a sinner. Jesus
come into my heart and forgive me of my sins.
I will serve you as long as I live.”
James repeated the words that Donald
said and he accepted Jesus as his savior and friend.
“Great!” said James. “I feel great. What can I do as the King’s soldier?”
The children were eager to tell James
how to be a good soldier.
“You can study hard and make good
grades,” offered Maria.
“That is going to be a different me,”
returned James.
“You can do your best work for King
Jesus when you help others like your parents,” said Trilby.
“Obey your parents,” said Janet. “God wants us to obey our parents.”
“You can tell the king when you have a
problem,” said Dalthea.
“You can give your time to the king by
praying and reading the bible,” said Janet.
“You can behave in school and church,”
said Maria.
“I think you can chop wood for some old
person,” said Donald. “When it snows,
old people need to be warm.”
“The best thing soldiers of Jesus can
do is to tell someone how to know the great king,” said Richard. “And you can pray for someone who needs to
be healed. That is why I am here. Donald prayed for my foot to be well and
Jesus healed me.”
“Did you guys clean this yard today?”
asked James. “It sure looks good.”
“That’s because we do good work for the
king,” said Elmer. “He expects his
children to do good work.”
“We are glad you are now a soldier of
King Jesus,” said Janet. “Jesus will
always be with you. He will never leave
you. When you have a problem or need
something, tell Jesus. He is your best
friend.”
“Let’s clap our hands for nice Mrs. Van
Upper,” said Mrs. Cho. “She gave us a
nice place to meet.”
The children clapped their hands loudly
and wildly.
“I am glad you came here today,” said
Mrs. Van Upper. “I am thinking that the
junior classroom at the Methodist Church will make a nice meeting place. More children may come there. Would you like to meet there?”
“That will do fine,” agreed Donald and
the others said yes.
“I will talk to Reverend Always
tomorrow,” said Janet. “He will be
pleased.”
“I can play the piano in the junior
classroom,” said Dalthea. “We can do a
lot of singing.”
“Maybe Manie will come,” said
Janet. “She does like all of you and
maybe she will bring teacakes.”
“She makes great teacakes,” said Elmer.
“Now I think our meeting is over
today,” said Janet.
“Don’t leave yet,” said Mrs. Van
Upper. “I have some refreshments.” The woman served popcorn, cookies and cocoa.
“Hooray for the queen of this house,”
said Richard. “I was hungry, now I am
not.”
The boys and girls thanked Mrs. Van
Upper for being nice to them. Then she
gave each child a nickel and thanked them for raking her yard.
Lorena asked Janet to come to her house
to play with new paper dolls that her father had bought for her.
First go with me to ask my mother,”
said Janet.
Mrs. Cubber told her daughter that she
could stay for two hours, but to come straight home when the time was up. Janet and Lorena skipped all the way to Lorena’s
house where Aunt Ruth was waiting for Lorena.
“I’m glad Lorena has found a good
friend,” said Aunt Ruth. “I think I
will like this town of Whatknot.”
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