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needed grace. W e look forward with dread to life’s in evitable experiences, but when we who know Christ are face to face with these experiences, we find the truth of His W o rd : “ As thy days, so shall thy strength be.” It was always so easy and natural for me to tell Mother everything, for she was ever understanding in her atti tude. W e talked together, laughed together, cried to gether, and prayed together. There were seven of us chil dren, and our farm home in the early days had only one room. Somehow we did not mind our poverty. W e loved each other and worked together, and every one tried to make some contribution. I remember the first quarter I earned by pitching hay all day for a neighbor. I felt in deed rich, and it gave me a thrill to bring the quarter home to Mother to augment our meager supply of coins. When I was converted at the age of fourteen and com menced to witness for my Lord, the friends in the church would urge upon me the claims of the ministry. M y mother would always say: “ Paul, don’t be a minister un less you are absolutely sure that you have a definite call from God. There are so many problems and heartaches in the pastorate that unless you can fall back on a definite assurance that you are called of God, you will become discouraged and give up.” Words of wisdom from a mother’s heart made wise by close fellowship with God! The day came when the Lord’s call to the ministry was made unmistakably clear to me, and then came the separa tion from home. Three years elapsed before I saw Mother again. Before leaving my church in Chicago to return home, I told my young people that I was going home to run my fingers through Mother’s hair and ask her to for give me for every grey hair I had brought to her. They promised they would do the same in going home to their own mothers. When I arrived at the station of the village in the state of Washington, Mother was there to meet me. Her hair was greyer and her furrows were deeper than as I had remembered them, but she was the same precious little mother that I had left _____________ three years before.
study in the departments concerned. As in 1936, the de gree of Bachelor of Theology will be granted to a num ber of young men. Biola invites the many praying friends of the school to join with the students and faculty in thanksgiving to God for His grace as manifest in the completion of another year of the testimony and service of the Bible Institute of Los Angeles. Union Pacific Railroad Company, as “ The American Mother of 1937.” The Foundation is to be congratulated on its wise choice. The selection reveals that Puritanic standards and ideals are, in spite of the declension of these days, still recognized in our land. Not many months ago, M r. and Mrs. Gray celebrated their golden wedding anniversary. The love and esteem of the people of Omaha and of many other friends through out the nation was expressed in a great civic celebration of this event in their home community. M r. Gray was a railroad telegrapher receiving a salary of $60.00 a month when he led his young bride to the altar. Step by step, he has risen to the place of eminence that he now occupies as head of one of the great railroads of the nation. Throughout the years, Mrs. Gray has assisted, encouraged, and inspired her illustrious husband, and to her belongs a considerable proportion of the credit for his successful career. Mrs. Gray is the mother of three sons who, because of the influence and training of a godly mother and father, also are rendering distinguished serv ice to their country. “ The American Mother of 1937” is a true Christian, a born-again woman who loves the Lord devotedly and believes the Bible to be God’s infallible W ord and who has taught it in her home and Sunday-school for over The American Mother o f 1937 The Golden Rule Foundation has chosen Mrs. Gray, the wife of Carl Raymond Gray, President of the
fifty years. She has been a radio Bible teacher for years and is frequently heard in Bible conferences. She is look ing for the visible and per sonal return of her Lord, and this blessed hope has played a vital part in her life and ministry. Let us thank God for “ The American Mother has been | heaven for almost four years. When I was a child, I used to pray to God to take me to heaven first because I could not b e a r the thought of Mother’s going first. She overheard my p r a y e r and called my attention to the selfishness of my attitude by reminding me that it would be just as difficult for Mother to lose her boy as it would be for the son to lose his mother. M y childishness expressed i t - . self in another simple prayer: “ Let both of us die at the same time.” However, when the day came that Mother was called away, God gave the of 1937” ! „ , , , My Mother M o t h e r
One day when we were alone, I ran my fingers through her hair and said: “ Mother, forgive me for every grey hair I have brought to your head, and forgive me for every furrow I have brought to your brow.” ■ What do you suppose she answered? “ M y boy, you haven’t brought a n y grey hairs to my head nor any fur rows to my brow.” Isn’t that just like Mother? She forgives and she forgets. The last Sunday night at home, I could not sleep. Mother came to me in the night. “ Paul,” , she said, “ I wanted to talk to you alone before you go. Remember that when you are preaching in Chicago, I ’ll be on my knees here at home praying for you. Paul, be true to the Lord and His W ord. Today men are preaching everything but the gospel. I want my boy to tell out the story of Jesus and His love.” I then [Continued on page 231]
FUEL OF THE FLAME OF G O D By Vance Havner • His pen tempered in the fire of the Word, Vance Havner has written an article that will burn into one’ s soul. This penetrating message will appear in an early issue of THE KING’S BUSI NESS. W H A T IS IT TO BE A CHR IST IAN? By W . Graham Scroggie • When the term ‘ 'Christian” has come to be applied carelessly to almost any form of good ness, there is need that fresh, clear defining lines shall be drawn. And who is better able for the task than the beloved expositor, Dr. Scroggie, who is at once a scholar and a teacher and a humble follower of Christ? Because of its beau tiful simplicity, the article, which will be printed in THE KING’S BUSINESS soon, will clarify the thinking of many a reader. M A M M Y HELPS TO STOP A TRAIN A Story By Evelyn McFarlane McClusky • A crowded street car . . . High-school students chatting airily . . . A Voice . . . And an exciting present-day drama has begun. When the story is published in THE KING’S BUSINESS, you will read it eagerly and pass it on to others.
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