“Am I too Late?”

A widow’s piteous appeal at a soldier’s grave in France
“Am I too late? Where is he?” a widow cried, kneeling down in the mud and clasping the coffin containing all that was left of her husband. Then in an agony she wailed: “O my darling, come back to me! How can I live forever alone?” Some of the men of the burial party had been joining in the Lord’s Prayer over the body. Then they reversed arms, and the “Last Post” was sounded—and then came the cry of the breaking heart: “O my darling, come back to me! How can I live forever alone?” A Christian lady knelt beside her, and taking her hand talked to her of the hope beyond the grave. What comfort is there for such sorrow but the loving-kindness of Christ? Oh! to give them all the Word of God, that tells of a Saviour’s endless love!