“A Southern soldier, who had been freed from prison camp because he was wounded too sorely to return to active duty, was seeking access to the President in order to intercede for his brother, the sole support of their mother, who was then in a prison camp. The soldiers on guard at the White House would not let him in. One day as little Tad Lincoln, the President’s son, was walking near the White House, he observed the crippled veteran seated on a bench, crying. The boy asked what the matter was. The man explained that he wanted to see Mr. Lincoln to tell about his brother but the soldiers would not let him in. Tad took the man by the hand and led him past the guards into the presence of his father.
When I was desolate and alone, wounded by sin and mourning my lost state, the Son of God came from Heaven, died to pay the debt of my sin, and was raised from the dead in order that He might take me by the hand and lead me to His throne, past angel guards that might have barred the way, and in spite of the forces of the enemy of souls who would love to keep me from the place of comfort and blessing. The Son of God is my access into the grace where I now stand, and I need no other. I need not His mother; I need not any of the others for whom He died. I need only Jesus, and praise God, I have Jesus-the Lord Jesus Christ-my Jesus.”
– D.G.Barnhouse