THE K I N G ’ S BUS I NE S S in the lobby of Biola . Hall. From morning until late at night, seven days every week, they listen to the speakers who, no difference where they begin, always lead up to the Cross where our Lord was crucified. Just within the past week one young man with an ex pression which clearly said, “ What ut ter foolishness,” stood there until conr viction was written in every line of his intellectual face. A week later he worked up sufficient courage to ven ture inside the hall and was soon en gaged in earnest conversation concern ing the things of eternity and the wel fare of his soul. He admitted that for the past week he had stood each day on the outside of the crowd as the very first message had awakened him to the dreadful reality that sometime,” some where, he must face a righteous, holy God. When the Word was opened up to him there was a ready reception of the Lord Jesus in his heart, as there is when drowning men are thrown a rope which they readily grasp. The assurance of his faith in Christ was presented from the Word, and as the event was recorded, we could but re call the lines of a well-known hymn: “ Though some should sneer, and some should blame,- I’ll go to Him with all my shame, I’ll go to Him because His Name Above all names, is Jesus.” Curiosity Draws Some In One of God’s faithful messengers, while presenting tracts at the entrance, was approached by a man inquiring when some one would be speaking again from the chart, as a week prev ious he had listened for two solid hours. It was all new to him, but what he had heard had caused him to think, and each day he had joined the throng. This day he had brought his wife. They were invited inside and for four hours, the Bible in hand, all their hard questions were met. The husband was the first to yield to the Lord Jesus; and after the wife had clung long and hard to her broken cis terns (for she was a Roman Catholic) at the earnest entreaties of her hus band she, too, looked only to Jesus; and faith taking hold of His Word her fetters fell off and her soul was an chored in the haven of rest. An Aged Indian Saved Then came along an aged Indian un certain whether his soul was saved or lost, but the Gospel of God’s grace, in
940 preciated. After a little while a brown native came in and was given a Gospel of John, which he took and looked over; then turning to the worker, with a sad look on his face, complainingly said: “ This book is no good. I want a large book like that,” pointing to the big Bible on the table left for all men to 'look at. “ This book no good!” Simply because it was not large enough. How this request for the whole Bible ought to put to shame those who have no time to read it or those who only believe what suits their fancy. Also to us who do believe and love it comes a lesson and the question, “ Are we with holding that precious Book from those whose desire it is to have it, yet have never had an opportunity to read it or to know of its existence?” Is it not good to see how like children these heathen people are, and to see such genuine interest? The Soul Winner’s Leading After we had come into contact with almost every man on this steamer, a young man was led to the Lord. . He was found among the quartermasters, and the only man of the four in the cabin not asleep. It was felt by the worker that he ought to speak to this man, expecting the Lord to give him one visible result, but the men were needing yestT and the room was too small to talk without disturbing them. So the worker passed out, but could not leave the ship without making one more effort to speak to this man. Efe was standing outside and soon accepted Christ, being perhaps one of the bright est cases. How glad the worker was that the Spirit brought about the sec ond meeting with this man! It is said of Dorcas, a woman of Joppa: “ This woman was full of good works and almsdeeds WHICH SHE DID.” If we only could be like her and not as we so often are, full of good works which we hope to do in the future. Shall we be found faithful indeed in prayer as He leads us for this work among the lost of the seven seas? OSCAR ZIMMERMANN. n m BIOLA HALL A Most Unique Work It is an interesting study watching the constantly changing expressions on the faces of the men who stop before our big dispensational chart hanging
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