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September, 1942
THE K I N G ’S B U S I N E S S
Junior King's Business By MARTHA S. HOOKER Member of Faculty., Bible Institute of tog Angela
dreadfuls At first he was at a loss to know how to reply. He would have liked to run away as fast as his little legs could carry him, but then he remembered the precious Gospel of John which he carried in his pocket. Taking it out hastily, he extended it toward the woman, and said, “Well, ma’am, if you don’t like to go to church, maybe you’ll take this Gospel of John. You can read it a t home.” Without waiting for an answer, he pushed the little Gospel into the as tonished woman’s hand, turned, and ran down the street as fast as he could go, fearipg lest he might be overtaken and the little red Gospel returned. It was a truly surprised and some what discomfited woman whom Jim mie left behind, for as Jimmie sped down the street, the woman stood dazedly in her open doorway, the Gospel in hand. Realizing the kind intent of the child, and her own un kind reply, she felt quite ashamed of herself. She wished she might call the lad back and apologize for her disagreeable speech, but by this time Jimmie was quite out of sight The door closed, and back In the house she placed the little red Gospel upon a table and c o n t i n u e d the kitchen tasks which had been inter rupted by Jimmie’s knock. But it was not easy to finish the work; she kept thinking of the lad's invitation and the little red book. Her work finally completed, she sat down to rest near the table where the little red Gospel rested. Picking it up, she began read ing. The words gripped her from the first. On and on she read the won derful story of a wonderful Saviour. Finally she laid the little book down with a sigh that expressed the deep longing of her heart to know more about Him* Sitting alone in the quietness of her home, she found that the mar velous words she had been reading kept flashing through her mind. Thè Holy Spirit was performing His own work of conviction. . “Ye must be born again . . .” How strange these words seemed! What did they mean? Like Nicodemus who came to Jesus by night, she won dered how anybody could be “born again.” “For God so loved the world . . .” and “Behold the Lamb of Gòd, which taketh away the sin of the world” were precious portions which passed again and again through her mind. “The sin of the world”—ah, could “the world” include her? Yes, she knew that she was a sinner, but could this wonderful One take away her sin? How could she get Him to do it—this was the question fhat now confronted her. “He that hearetb my word, and believeth on him that sent me, hath everlasting life,” was thè
“ EVEN A CHILD . . By M artha S. H ooker
» ■ INE-YEAR-OLD Jimmie Maye was a faithful member of a home Bible class held each Stewart’s home. Miss Louise was the teacher, and how the children loved to hear her tell stories from God’s Word! God’s way of salvation from sin was always made plain, and many of the children had accepted the Lord Jesus as their Saviour, among them Jimmie Maye. Jimmie' declared many times that he would never forget the day of what he called his “second birthday” —the day he was “born again”— when with bowed head and a sincere heart he had earnestly prayed, “Come into my heart, Lord Jesus; come in to be my Saviour. Wash away all my sins, and make me Your child.” And the Lord Jesus “came in" that day to Jimmie’s heart just as He had said in His Word that He would: “Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me” (Rev. 3:20). The change' in Jimmie’s life was evident right away, not only to Jimmie, but to his friends as well. From that day, Jimmie carried in h}s pocket a Gospel of John which he not only read himself but which he also used in telling others of the Lord Jesus. Miss Louise was con stantly urging the children in the class to tell the “good news” to others, and Jimmie was quick to want to do his part. At one of the children’s meetings, Miss Louise had told the children about a new mission building which had just been completed in the neigh borhood, and she asked for the help of the boys and girls in inviting people to attend. She explained that the meetings at the mission would be something like church ^ervice^, but would be held every night in the week. Jimmie was one of the most enthusiastic volunteers. Up one street and down the other the eager children went, inviting the neighbors to attend the new mission. They were received for the most part kindly and pleasant ly—*11 except Jimmie, • Jimmie, at the time, felt very much disappointed when he knocked at the
door of a certain house and a lady appeared who was decidedly antag onistic toward anything that had to do with the Lord Jesus or His people.' Jimmie sensed this when he first glimpsed her hard, cold face, but even this did not daunt him. Rather timid ly, yet politely, he extended the in vitation to the new mission. The woman offered no pleasant smile, or kind words in response to the child’s invitation, but rather a tirade against all churches and min-” isters. Apparently forgetting it was only a child to whom she was speak ing, she exclaimed with a great degree of sarcasm: “All Christians—most of them, anyway—are just hypocrites!” Poor Jimmie didn’t know what a “hypocrite” was, but judging from the expression on the woman’s face and the tone of her voice, he con cluded that it must mean something
Wednesday-right after school at Mrs.
Jimmie was one of the most enthusiastic of all the volun teers.
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