to follow up the call. We met the barmaid and gave her a copy of the Scriptures and she was in church the following Sunday. One of the Christian ladies in the area is fol lowing up this case. One night in Cleveland a church group gathered in prayer while some LISTEN WITH HEARTS HELD HIGH Sometime some ordinary day will come, A busy day like this, filled to the brim With ordinary tasks, perhaps so full That we have little time or thought for Him. And there will be no hint from silent skies. No sign, no clash of cymbals, roll of drums, And yet that ordinary day will be The very day before our dear Lord comes. The day before we lay our burdens down. And learn instead the strange feel of a crown, The day before all grieving will be past, And all tears wiped away at last, at last. When we shall bid farewell, nor see again. That bitter-sweet lifelong companion, pain, For by unmerited, unfathomed grace, Our rapt eyes shall behold our Sav iour's face! O child of God, awake, and work and pray! That ordinary day may be today. And yet the setting of tomorrow's sun Will find a billion souls still here, unwon! — Martha Snell Nicholson telephone calls were being made. A motel manager answered the tele phone. I gave him the name of our church, invited him out to the serv ice and prayed with him. He said,
“I’m glad you called me. I can’t tell you my whole story now, but will you come over and see me?” Then he added, “Before you hang up, I want to tell you — I’ve got a friend in one of the motel rooms here . . . he needs help. Will you call back again? I’m gonna get him on the line, and I want you to pray with him the way you prayed with ft me. I called back and prayed with that man on the phone. The next day I went over to the motel, taking an associate with me. We met the man ager’s friend in the cocktail lounge. No one else was there at the time. We sat at the bar and had some coffee while he told his long, bitter story. As he looked at me, it was as though his heart was looking right out through his eyes. Two weeks later he received Christ. A blind lady in one church said to me, “I can punch out the telephone numbers with my Braille punch and witness by phone.” She now has a ministry that is unlimited in out reach. Every week an inner-city church in Chicago holds a “Televisit Cru sade.” Calls are placed, and it is rarely that anyone hangs up before the conversation is over. A corps of workers write cards or letters to each person called. Young people, deacons, elders, Sunday school teach ers, are taking part in this bold and forthright witness for Christ. Simi lar “televisiting” has begun in West Coast churches. Churches and evan gelism groups are utilizing a “how- to-do-it” phonograph record a n d manual prepared to train workers in this approach. A tremendous amount of impor tant business is transacted daily by telephone. What more important business is there than offering to men new life in Christ? Then why not preach Christ over the phone? * * * The way to do great thing« for God it to do little thing« for others. 13
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