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home and found to be dominated by an Eddyite neighbor who spared neither time nor strength in endeavor to win the young woman to her own pernicious errors. Our worker felt the first step should be the removal of the neighbor and to this end ap peal was urgently made to the throne that God should act in the matter. In spite of the fact of a seeming permanence in their own settled plans, the following week the man of the house lost his position, could find nothing in the city and accepted a business offer from another state, necessi tating an immediate removal. In faith let us pray to a prayer hearing God to finish the work He has begun and give His hu man agent wisdom, tact and Spirit-depen dence to bring honor and glory to His name in the regeneration of this young wo man who so needs Him. I t was during- the recent storm, in a home near the mountains. The rain came down in torrents, there were flashes of lightning and peals of thunder, though it was in sunny California. A woman was very much frightened for she was not ac customed to this kind of a storm nor to being alone. She would talk to her hus band over the phone and took down the receiver. Some one else was using the line. She recognized the voice. It was her neighbor. She, too, was frightened, was crying and begging her husband to come home. Our friend hung up the receiver and began to think: “I am a Christian, while she is not. Why should I be afraid? God is taking care of me.” And the words of Job came to mind, “I know that my Redeemer liveth.” Going to the piano she began singing them and was comforted. The next day her neighbor said, “Why Mrs. -----, I heard you singing during that awful storm! How could you?” And then she told her why. Her song had been her testimony. What is your life saying to your next door neighbor?
ened,” or made radiant. Her life has been laid on His altar for service or for sacrifice. I n an upstairs room in a down town apartment house there is a young woman who for seven years has been paralyzed, even to her voice. Her brain, eyes and ears alone have been spared her. A large real ■'estate firm has offered a machine to occasionally take this sufferer out into the big, green, sunny world. An art store is placing a little loan exhibit in her room. Each Friday a framed picture is hung on her wall to be exchanged the following week for a new one. The eyes have' smiled back their appreciation as dedicated voices have sung the Gospel story to the little prisoner, but we must wait for eternity to reveal just what the prayer meetings held by that bedside have meant to that heart, for her lips are silent as the grave. D eserted by her husband, sick, a stranger in a strange land, with two babies to sup port, mere existence had grown so hard and human hearts had proven so false that one had come to doubt the very love of God, But times and seasons the Father holds in His own power and He knew just when to send the Bible woman into her life with the assurance that God had not forgotten, that “His hand was stretched out still.” Through the dark, she reached up and He reached down and drew her back into that place of communion and peace. She gave Him all, her life, her love, her lips, her babies, and some things no one but God would want—her bitterness and her bur dens. Two weeks later she cried, with shin ing eyes, “O it came just in time! I could never have withstood the dreadful temptation that came to me a few days later. And because He kept me strong, an other was delivered, too.” A quick answ er to prayer and an urgent call for prayer is shown in the follow ing: A young m arried wom an was visited in her
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