T HE K I N G ’S B U S I N E S S A “Do You Know?” Card Did It Here’s another illustration: To a party passing the Hall the worker handed a “Do You Know?” tract; (fifty thousand of this favorite were passed out last year from our door) a prayer must have accompanied the card for a friend of mine boarded the car with the man, saw him stealthily draw out the card from his inside pocket, look cautiously around to see if anyone was looking at him, read the card and hast ily slip it back. He tried to fix his at tention on the signs over his head, but the hand went back: and out came the card again. The same performance was gone through with seven timie)s before our friend left the car. Another lad on receiving a “Do You Know?” re turned in less than ten minutes, still reading it, and asked some one to ex plain to him how he could be saved. Men are hungry, in spite of all the devil’s work. As we look out from our desk in writing these lines we can count hundreds of men who have stopped to hear the Word from the door as man after man tells the Old, Old Story. Yesterday, after speaking for two hours before a crowd, the large majority of whom stayed throughout, one fine, intelligent “Shriner”-accepted a copy of the New Testament. As we •shook his hand we asked him to receive God’s gift of eternal life through Jesus Christ, to which he replied, “I’m think ing of it.” We tried to point out the necessity of a present acceptance, and reluctantly we saw him leave. While urging men there is always a danger of pressing the soul beyond the work of the Holy Spirit. So when we were called down to speak to a man a mo ment later and discovered our “Shriner,” one can picture our joy when he said “I’ve come back to say YES to Jesus Christ right now.” We knelt in prayer, and with a few earnest words he told the Lord, and then the big fellow broke and shook with gen uine sobs, and as we noted the changed expression, and that indescribable look which comes when Christ enters the newly opened heart, we could truly “praise God from Whom all blessings flow" f t n SHOP WORK M. H. REYNOLDS, Supt. On entering one of the waiting Tooms in one of the Los Angeles railway barns, the first thing that meets one’s gaze is a group of men in uniform looking on a game of cards or pool, making out their
245 schedules, or getting their transfers preparatory to taking up their rush- hour work. This is the headquarters of one of the five divisions of the Los Angeles railway barns which handle the traffic for this great city of “angels”. The men that you see gathered here are all waiting for their rush-hour schedules on the different lines running into the city. Once every week a group of young men can be seen hurrying into the place carrying their organ and other musical instruments into the midst of this group. Soon itlhe place is filled with music. Passing among the men in uni form, two or three of the men may be seen passing out Gospel messages in tract form. Finally, after a special musical number there comes a straight Gospel message from one of these young men. At the close of the meet ing one notices that every one of these young men is talking earnestly, yet pa tiently, with the men in uniform. This is our work. Saved Then and There One day recently, at the close of the meeting, a young man in uniform was sitting at one of the card tables. In stead of playing cards he held in his hands a tract. It had been handed him at the beginning of the meeting. One of the workers drew a chair beside, him and questioned' him concerning his soul’s salvation. Looking the worker squarely in the face, with tears in his eyes, he replied, “Yes sir, I am a Chris tian.” “How long have you been saved?” he was asked. Holding the tract in his hand he replied, “This was handed to me at the beginning of the meeting and I started reading it. Be fore I was half through I said to myself ‘This is what I have been looking for.’ I read on, and when I finished I had made up my mind that I would then and there accept Jesus as my personal Saviour. I did. That was just a few minutes ago.” Before leaving him the worker was asked to let him know when they would come again to the barn. “Because” he said, “I want to learn more about these things.” As we go in and out amongst these men carrying the message of comfort and cheer, we are led to say with one of the later writers, “Little is much when God is in it.” “Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmovable, always abound ing in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.”
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