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Mott had been engaged in work among the Jew ish women and girls. Until recently, she was liv ing with two missionaries in Radost, about a three-hour journey from Warsaw. In January, she moved to Warsaw to be nearer her work. It was while there that she met the tragic death at the hand of a murderer on the afternoon of April 14, 1932. She was alone at the time, wait ing for the members of her afternoon Bible class to assemble. Just what actuated the murderer has not been definitely learned, but from all reports, it seems that her life was taken by an enraged man soon after the baptism of a young Jewish girl. The details all seem so terrible, for this is but the earthly view; yet as we look heavenward, we know that she had a glorious and abundant en trance into her Saviour’s presence, and for her who has been “ faithful unto death” there awaits the martyr’s crown. A fellow missionary, in writing of Miss Mott’s death and funeral, said of her, “ She was a saint, spending many hours in prayer, and even whole nights. In her walk, she was very strict, giving no offense to any man. Her words were few and decided. Although she had an excellent col lege education, yet she stooped down to clean dirty floors in the poorest Jewish homes, and spent not only her whole strength and life, but all she had, in the service of the Lord.” How much like her Master she was, who being rich became poor for our sakes that we through His poverty might become rich! In a letter to one of her former Bible Institute class mates, written only a few weeks before her death, Miss Mott told of her home and work in Warsaw. In speaking of the small room which was home to her she said,
C O ord has recently been received by members of the Biola family, telling of the tragic death of one of the Bible Institute graduates, Grace Edna Mott. Although many of the Bible Institute graduates have laid down their lives in fields of service for their Lord and Master, Miss Mott is the first to be martyred for His sake, to die for the “word of God and the testimony” which she held. Many sit at Jesus’ table— Few will fast with Him When the sorrow, cup of anguish, Trembles to the brim. Few watch with Him in the garden Who have sung the hymn. But the souls who love supremely Let woe come, or bliss— These will count their dearest heart blood Not their own, but His. Saviour, Thou who thus hast loved me Give me love like this.
G race E. M ott W Graduated from the Bible Institute of Los Angeles in June, 1923, and promoted to Glory on April J 4 ,1932.
O f Grace Mott, it can be truly said that even her very life was not held dear unto herself. She was willing to lay all at His feet. Miss Mott gave up a career of school teaching to enter the Bible Institute o f Los Angeles in September, 1920. She completed the course and graduated with the class of 1923. While in the Bible Institute as a student, she was known as a young woman of prayer and deep consecration to the Lord whom she loved. We remember her as a woman of prayer, taking an active part in the prayer groups for the Lord’s covenant people, the Jews. It was while a student at the Bible Institute that the Lord called her to spend her life in service for His own people. After graduating from the Bible Institute, Miss Mott spent some time in New York City working among the
“ It is a precious privilege to live in a house of the Lord; the place is called in Polish, ‘A House of Prayer.’ May God pour upon us a spirit of prayer and supplication. “ I am living here (at Warsaw) alone, partly that I might have more time with the Lord than I was getting while living in Radost . . . We have two new classes for teen-age girls and women on Tuesdays and Thursdays respectively. Some of those who attend believe in the Lord Jesus, but prayer is needed that they may be truly regenerated. Some time is spent in sewing useful articles of clothing which the maker receives as her [Continued on page 3SS]
Jewish people there. However, her eye was ever looking farther afield, and in the fall of 1928, with two other mission aries, she sailed for Poland under the American European Fellowship. At a farewell service held in New York City just before her sailing, Miss Mott gave her testimony based on Psalm 116. “ It seems,” she said, .“ that the Psalms are almost autobiographies sometimes.” Little did she know how soon the fifteenth verse of that psalm was to be fulfilled in her own life, “ Pre cious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his. saints.” Since her arrival in Poland, Miss
Dying B y M artha S nell N icholson What is it like, this dying? Soul, it is wings—and flying, Light, and an end o f groping, End of the heart’s deep hoping, End o f the spirit’s longing, Dreams come true in the dawning! Living, I taste God’s grace; Dying, I see His face!
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