August 1928
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A u g u s t 30, 1928 Text : Rom. 6 :13
“You say God gave His only Son to die for His enemies? I wouldn’t give up one of my boys to die for my dearest friend! You must find a greater word than love for a deed like that.”
“He did not wait till I came to Him, But He loved me at my worst; He need never have died at all If I could have loved Him first!” ate S eptember 2, 1928 T ext: Prov. 11:24-26
“When I was in London,” said Dr. J. Wilbur Chapman, “ I received word that if I was at the Salvation Army headquarters at ten o’clock sharp, I might meet General Booth. I hurriedly made my way there, for he was to leave for the Confinent in a few minutes!'? “When I looked into his face and saw him brush back his hair from his brow, heard him speak of his trials and conflicts and victories, 1 .said. ‘General Booth, tell me the secret of your success all the way through.’ “He hesitated ¿'second, and I saw the tears' come into his ¿byes ând steal down his, cheeks, and theh he said.: T will tell the secret, ; God has .-had all there was of me. There have been men with greater brains than.'I, men with greater opportunities'!;? but from the day I got the poor o f London on my heart, and a vision of what Jesus Christ could do for the poor of London, I made up my mind that God would hâve all o f William Booth there was, ?; And if there is anything of power in the Salvation Army today, it is because God-has had all the adoration ;p f my heart, all the power of my;will, and all the influence o f my life,’ “Then he looked at me a minutçj.and I soon learned another secret of his power. He said, ‘When do you g o?’ I said, ‘In five minutés,’ He said, ‘Pray,’ and I dropped on my knees with Gén éral Booth at my: sidé, and prayed a stammering and stuttering prayer.. Then he talked with God about the outcast of London, the poor of New York, the lost of Chiria’jJithe! great world lying in, wickedness ; then he opened his eyes as if he were looking into the very face of Jesus, and with sobs he prayed God’s blessings upon every mission worker, every evangelist, every minister; every Christian, • With his eyes still overflowing with tears,: lie, bade me goodbye and started away, past |eaghty years o f age, to preach on the Continent. “And I learned from William Booth that the greatness of a man’s power is the measure of his surrender. It is not’ a quesi tion of who you are or of what you are, but of whether God con trols you.” -SKi.: ate
A poor negro woman, after the death of her husband, had no means of support for herself and two little children, except the labor of her own hands. Yet she found means, out of her deep poverty, to give for the promotion o f the cause of her Redeemer and would never fail to pay, on the very day it came due, her regular subscription to the church o f which she was a member. During a hard winter she had found great difficulty in supplying the pressing needs oS h er little family, yet thte few pence for religious purposes had been regularly put by. As one season for contribution came around, she had only a little corn, a single herring and a five-cent piece remaining o f her little store. Yet she did not waver. She had. ground the corn, prepared her chil dren’s supper, and then with a light heart and cheerful coun tenance, set out to the meeting, where 'she cheerfully gave the last cent she had in the world. Returning from the church, she passed the house of a lady to whom a long time before she had sold a piece of pork, so long indeed that she had entirely forgotten the circumstances. But seeing her this morning, the lady called her in and apologized for having been so tardy in settlement, and inquired how much it was. Old Sukey did not know and the lady determined to be on the safe side, so gave her two dollars, besides directing her housekeeper to put up a basket of flour, sugar, coffee, and other luxuries , for her use. Poor Sukey returned home with a. joyful heart, saying as she displayed her treasures, “ See, my children, the Lord is a good Paymaster—gives us a hundred-fold even in this present life, and in the world to come life everlasting.” When George V. was crowned king, his eldest son went to the old Welsh castle of Carnarvon to be received as Prince of Wales. Accompanied by David Lloyd George, greatest o f living Welshmen, he approached the castle door. All within was still. The door was closed and barfed. He knocked, but there was no answer. He knocked the third time and the bar was drawn, the door was flung wide, and, as he entered, the castle was glorious with light and the hall vocal with song. The Prince had come unto, his own, and his own received him with singing welcome. It was not so with the Prince of Peace. He came unto His own and His own received Him hot. He was in the world and the world was made by Him and the world knew Him not. To dream such a thing is absurd. It is too wonderful, too strange, too humanly impossible, not to be true. It is incredible, but it is his tory. It belongs to faith, but it is fact. There was no room for Him. . S eptember 3, 1928 Text : Jn. 1 :11-12
A ugust 31, 1928 Text : 1 Tim. 2:1
An Indian fakir, or “ holy man,” became a Christian and a great man of prayer. One day he came to the missionary and said, “ Sahib, teach me some geography.” The missionary was surprised. What could a man ofi.Jiii age want with geography? The Indian brother replied, “ Oh, Sahib', I want to learn some new places to pray for.” - He, a heathen convert, wanted, through prayer and the unlimited power of Christ, to meddle in,!the affairs of the larger world, and help it to Christ! .
S eptember 1, 1928 Text : Jn. 3 :16-17
A missionary, telling of God’s love to a group o f women in the seclusion o f a Hindu home, repeated John 3:16, and began to repeat it a second time but was interrupted by a Hindu woman who exclaimed :
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