A little mother, leading a baby girl about four years of age boarded a street car.... She sat down and took her daughter upon her lap. Beside her sat a woman who held a lovely bouquet of roses; and attracted by the sweet face of the child with the big blue eyes, the woman took one flower from the bouquet and offered it to the little tot. "Here is a rose for you, darling," she said.
The child looked strangely at her and then drew back. Puzzled, the woman repeated her offer, and this time touched the child's hand with the petals of the rose. The child seemed frightened, for in confusion she quickly reached up and touched her mother's face to attract her attention. The mother turned to the kindly woman beside her and spoke just four words. Upon her careworn face there was a sweetly sad little smile that told an eloquently tragic tale of a mother heart. "My darling is blind."
Blind! Oh yes, physical blindness arouses the emotion of pity in the hearts of all of us, but how much more tragic is the plight of countless thousands of men and women whose spiritual eyes are blind. Oh that men might see and admire the beauties of the lovely Rose of Sharon
The child looked strangely at her and then drew back. Puzzled, the woman repeated her offer, and this time touched the child's hand with the petals of the rose. The child seemed frightened, for in confusion she quickly reached up and touched her mother's face to attract her attention. The mother turned to the kindly woman beside her and spoke just four words. Upon her careworn face there was a sweetly sad little smile that told an eloquently tragic tale of a mother heart. "My darling is blind."
Blind! Oh yes, physical blindness arouses the emotion of pity in the hearts of all of us, but how much more tragic is the plight of countless thousands of men and women whose spiritual eyes are blind. Oh that men might see and admire the beauties of the lovely Rose of Sharon
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