Many years ago, a gentleman was riding along the road when he heard a person singing. He was attracted by the melody, enticing him to stop and listen. Then he heard the words, “I’m a child of the King.”
As he rode on, he came alongside the singer. It was a poor man working in the field with a hoe. An old canvas tent stood on a nearby hill. The poor and humble surroundings seemed quite contrary to the song this man was singing, “I’m a child of the King.”
The gentleman sitting on the stately horse was an atheist, denying that God exists. He had often scorned and mocked anything religious. True to his character, he said to the poorly dressed man, “So, you are the child of a king? It is too bad that religion makes people so foolish. If you are a child of a king, why do you as a prince run around like a poor beggar?”
The poor man continued to work and sing undisturbed:
My Father’s own Son, the Savior indeed,
Once wandered on earth as the poorest in need;
But now He is reigning forever on high,
And will give me a home in heaven by and by.
The proud man was astonished to receive such an answer to his ironic remark. This was just the rebuke he needed. He was not to be deterred, and with cutting words he asked, “Is this the palace of the king in which you dwell?” pointing to the tent.
Not by any means, however, was the poor man swayed in his faith, and he continued to sing:
A tent or a cottage, why should I care?
They’re building a place for me over there;
Though exiled from home, yet still I may sing:
All glory to God, I’m a child of the King.
I’m a child of the King, A child of the King;
With Jesus my Savior, I’m a child of the King.
Boys and girls, you too may become children of the greatest King, to whom the whole world belongs. He is far richer than any king or millionaire here on earth. He is the Lord Jesus!
Give Him your heart and serve Him faithfully. Then you will already be rich, and one day you will be allowed to be with Him in the heavenly mansions.