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cepted theosophy, but the Word of God gripped his soul, and after six months’ wrestling he found rest in accepting Jesus Christ. Upon calling at a home, one of our Bible women found a- little woman who had gotten “far from the Lord.” She and her husband; both Christians, at one time workers in a mission, had drifted and drifted until they had ceased to pray, to read the Word, and for over a year had attended no church service. After an hour of presentation of the “Love of God,” the little woman surrendered her life anew, promising with her husband to set up the family altar, to start the children in the Sunday school and to let God rule in the life. A GOOD TESTIMONY. The following letter to Mr. Oscar Zim merman speaks a strong word in commen dation of his work amongst the sailors in the harbor, and he is to be congratu lated : My Dear Brother: I would have written you sooner, but we were up north to the whaling stations, and more than that, I was passing through a great struggle, whether the old man or the new was to be conqueror. Listen to me: Who conquered? Christ did. I am sure it was the grand finale, but it was worth the fight. I feel like a man just wakened up from a long sleep, refreshed and ready for anything. I am afraid I will not make a very sentimental Chris tian, as I seem to wish to be on the aggres sive all the time to pay off old scores against my old enemy the devil. I can assure you that he has downed me more times than I care to try and count, but if ever I can land him a good one, trust me, he is going to get it. I expect he got quite a jolt that night you and I shook hands in San Pedro. I was at church yesterday— a men’s meeting—and we sung that grand old hymn, “Fight the Good Fight With All Thy Might.” Didn’t I more than join in ! Heart and soul. I felt just as if my Saviour was there receiving my oath of
allegiance as one of His soldiers, and I asked God on my knees to make His way plain to me, because I feel that I am too able bodied a man to be content to be a passive Christian. I want to help. So I am just expecting Him to open my eyes to my duties. And I know He will, in an swer to my prayer. I feel encouraged so far. I started a tee-total movement here on board, just to break the ice, as it were, and it is a success. I have also managed to get three of your opponents (on the night of your visit to the ship) to attend church with me, and I feel that they also are on the verge of taking their stand under the flag. So you see you little know but what that night was the start of some thing that will be marked to your credit Thank God for sending you and your friend on board of us. I often feel that there are a lot of disciples to be found on a ship—rough and ready, perhaps, but that is where Christ found His first, and He also found that He could use them. So I feel a warm heart towards the sailor on that account. Your sincere friend and brother, J ames W alker . S. S. “Gray,” Victoria, V. I., B. C. treat before the first sound of cannon. The mightiest of these cannons is—‘you are needed here at home’—The next in order is —‘wait till the difficulties are removed.’ I do not think any one ever stays at home for lack of money—it is a lack of faith and courage to start afoot or to work the way. None ever so starting to obey God will lack ‘any good thing.’ ” “God waits to see if we are brave enough and determined enough to be worth an swering.” “Speak to the candidates of the Volun teer Band—that they go forward—lest a great plague overtake them through faint heartedness. That long word means lit erally—lack of love.” A WORD FOR MISSIONARY VOLUNTEERS (Concluded from Page 172)
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