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what possessed me to say that, I cer tainly was living a terrible life at that time.” He left home again to live in Worse sin than ever, but he could not forget that promise to his mother,— it fairly haunted him. About two years ago he returned to Los .Angeles, and in the meantime his sister had grad uated from the Bible Institute. This sister was very faithful in trying to win him to the Lord, but all her efforts seemed in vain. Then he passed the second milestone when his first baby was born—he vowed that he was going to reform and live a better life, but he could not, ' altho he tried and tried. One night he passed Biola Hall and heard the testimony of a man who had lived the same kind of life that he him self had lived in the logging camps and mining towns. The experience of this man so interested Mr. H., that he came every night to the Hall for about a week and heard about the love and power of God. Becomes a Real Worker One night one of the Institute stu dents talked to him about his salva tion and prayed with him. About a week later another student said to him, “ Have you ever accepted Christ as your Saviour?” “ Yes.” “ Have you confessed Him?” “ Con fessed Him, what do you mean by that?” Then for a long time this student drilled him in the things of God and signed him up as a member of the Pocket Testament League. Mr. H. started at once to do personal work and God blessed him in it. Imagine our joy, when within a week after his conver sion, we found one of the regular de cision cards in the report box with the name of a professed convert to Christ on it, and Mr. H.’s name below as the worker. Similar cards have been turned in since. God has given this man a real love for- souls, and while he has not yet a very good working knowledge of the Bible, he uses un usually good judgment in dealing with men. When only two weeks or so_ old (as a Christian) he was called on to give a testimony in an outdoor meet ing and responded with a good clear testimony to the saving power of the Lord. He is now studying one of the Institute’s excellent Correspondence Courses. V. V. MORGAN. S E E P A G E 8 2 8
Reynolds’ Message Sticks We were very loath to step back into the place where dear Marion Reynolds and his faithful band have been so greatly blessed and used .of God during the past year. They have so genuinely loved the men and their loving mes sages in song and prayerful faithful ness to their souls’ salvation have broken down much of the callousness and antagonism encountered in olden days, opening the hearts for the en grafted word. We are by no means equal to the task, but our sufficiency is of God who is able to make all grace abound unto us that we, having suffi ciency in all things, may abound unto every good work. Brethren, pray for us that the Word of God may run and be magnified. Fire Boys Bike Testaments We would like at this time to ring out a note of praise to God at the gracious reception the Pocket Testament has received from the hands of the fire laddies. We have encountered but one among many men who has refused the book This work requires much tact and God’s wisdom. So please remember us as we face the summer months alone and yet not alone in these fields. May God be glorified, Christ exalted, the Word magnified, the sower concealed while souls are reached for His own name’s sake. DAVID CANT, jjfe gk BIOLA HALL He’ll Meet His Mother What a privilege it is to witness for the Lord Jesus Christ in these wicked days, and what a joy it is to see day after day that the Gospel of Jesus Christ is still the power of God unto salva tion. This month we want to tell of one of the goodly number of souls that the Lord gave. A certain young man, Mr. H., had often been told of the Lord by his Christian mother, but would not heed the message. He left home and started to live a life of fearful sin. About six years ago, while working in a mining town, he heard that his mother was dying, and after a hard trip, for he was forty miles from a railroad, he arrived home just before her death. As she was dying he said, “ Mother, I’ll meet you in heaven.’’ Later he said to the worker at the Hall, “ I do not know
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