A PERIODICAL FOR YOUNG AND OLD

MONTHLY LETTER

Dear young friends:

Undoubtedly many of you have spent some time away from home on vacation in the past few months. You probably have seen some of the beautiful sights of creation. Perhaps you have stood on the shore of the ocean, driven through the mountains, or visited such places as Niagara Falls or the Grand Canyon. We hope it may have impressed you that it all is the work of God.

However, the vacation months have gone by and now the time has come to again enter the classroom. If we look about us, we must confess that man is possessed of a natural thirst for knowledge. What an enormous stock of knowledge of natural things there is in the present age! Its field is so wide that one has to specialize in different areas. One pursues this field and another takes a different course. In some subjects the theory of evolution will be presented. There is little choice in some courses, but in others the student is given a free choice. Since last spring the courts in the state of Arkansas have given permission to the schools to teach the theory of evolution. Only two states in the United States are left where this theory may not be taught in the public schools. Try to avoid courses where this is brought in the foreground. Even in the religious world today this subject has become far advanced. Some religious scholars take refuge in what is called “creative evolution.” It amounts to the idea that God created the world by a process of evolution, a process of natural development, in which God does not miraculously intervene except when this is absolutely necessary, as in the origination of life and of man. The very fact that it has a certain religious appeal makes this theory very dangerous.

Dear friends, the Bible plainly teaches us that God created all things according to the counsel of His will. Remain steadfast in the doctrine of creation as you read on the first pages of God’s Word.

Maybe a question arises in your mind as to what you must do when a question on a test asks, “How many years old is the world?” The text book says millions of years, but according to God’s Word it is nearly 6000 years old. My advice in this case would be to write something like the following: “The text book says millions of years, but I believe it is nearly 6000 years old according to the Bible.”

Dear young friends, read your Bibles, search the Scriptures for they declare the will of God, tell us how we came into existence, and how accountable we are to that great God and Creator of all things. Above all, seek to know God by the inward teaching of the Spirit.

It was Ruth’s privilege to glean in the fields of Boaz and it can be understood that she gathered a lot of straw and a little barley. When she was received by Boaz himself she was given a lot of wheat and no straw.

Bible Quiz

Dear Boys and Girls:

Again the time of year is here when many of you will again commence your catechism classes. Therefore I have chosen for the first letters to our answers of this month’s quiz the words of the Lord Jesus, as found in John 3— “Ye must be born again.” We hear quite often of children being born, but how seldom do we hear in these days of this second birth.

As you attend catechism classes, I hope you will be attentive to what is spoken by your teachers. They are there for your soul’s welfare, and their prayers are that the words spoken may be a blessing. May you also prav for this, boys and girls, for it is so necessary. We sang of it last Sunday evening in church, in Psalter 213.

My people, give ear, attend to my word,

In parables new deep truths shall be heard.

The wonderful story our fathers made known

To children succeeding by us must be shown.

Instructing our sons we gladly record

The praises, the works, the might of the Lord,

For He hath commanded that what what He hath done

Be passed in tradition from father to son.

Let children thus learn from history’s light

To hope in our God and walk in His sight,

The God of their fathers to fear and obey,

And ne’er like their fathers to turn from His way.

With the first letters given you, I’m sure you won’t find this quiz too difficult. I hope I may again hear from many of you.

Jesus said, “For my _______is

easy, and my burden is light.” What is the missing word?

Upon what prophet did the spirit of Elijah rest after that he was taken up into heaven?

Whom did Paul write to Timothy about, as being profitable to him for the ministry?

By what river was Daniel in his vision of the ram and the he-goat?

Unto whom did God say in a dream, “Lo, I have given thee a wise and an understanding heart”?

When Jesus was twelve years old, where did his parents find him, sitting in he midst of the doctors?

When Paul returned to Jerusalem after his conversion, who took him, and brought him to the apostles ?

Who fell from a window and was killed, while Paul was preaching, but was afterwards restored to life?

What was the surname of one of the men who sold land and brought the money to the apostles?

Who was the daughter-in-law who went back unto her own people and unto her gods?

What king did not follow the counsel of the old men, who had stood before his father?

To whom did Jesus speak the words, which the first letters of our answers spell out?

What king was persuaded to be a Christian, by the apostle Paul?

At whose feet was Paul taught before his conversion?

Who was sent to Paul to put his hands on him, and restore his sight?

Unto what was the city of Athens wholly given, when Paul waited there for Silas and Timo-theus?

Of whom was it said that he walked with god?

And now for the answers to our letters —

JACKIE GRISNICH — I’m going to answer your letter first, Jackie. I was real happy to hear from you, and also to hear that you were feeling somewhat better. Yes, I remember meeting your grandfather and grandmother in South Dakota. Be sure to say “Hello” to them for me. I hope you will write me again.

BETTY JOOSSE — It sounds as if you are a good cherry picker, Betty. I did that once many years ago, but I didn’t make much money. Maybe I ate too many. I imagine your neighbor was quite unhappy when his bike was hit by a car. Next time he will keep it out of the driveway, I’m sure.

WILMA DROOGERS — Do you still have all those little pigs, Wilma? 67 of them would make quite a little noise, I would think. We have had a number of rainy days lately. Just imagine how dry it would be if it did not rain for more than three years, as we read of in the time of Elijah.

CATHY DROOGERS — Did you send Jackie a card, Cathy? We hope she receives quite a few. Do you help feed the calves and baby pigs? I think they are cute when they are little. How do you like going back to school again?

PHILLIP KAAT — Well, Phillip, now that I have had a “tour” of your farm, [ have a clearer picture of the things you write about. We enjoyed our visit in Sheboygan very much. Which do you like best, working on the farm, or going to school?

JOAN VAN ZWEDEN — I can well imagine that you enjoyed your trip to Canada, Joan. How far did you travel altogether? I am sure that Jackie enjoyed your visit, too. How we should appreciate our health when we are healthy.

ALICE KOPPERT — How are you getting along in school, Alice? Do you find it easy, just like our Bible questions? I suppose Elizabeth is getting to be a big girl already. Falling down stairs is usually not so serious for children, but it can be quite painful.

PETER KOPPERT — I was happy to hear from you, too, Peter, and especially to have you join in answering the quiz. And since September is the month of your birthday, I wish you a “Happy Birthday,” and hope that you may have many more. How do you like school?

JOHN VAN WOUDENBERG — I see you are keeping up on your typing, John. What did you do all summer? How is your brother’s hand? I would like to meet all the boys and girls who write letters or answer the quiz, but I am afraid this would be quite impossible, as I would need several months of vacation for that.

SJAANE VAN WINGERDEN—I can imagine you were quite happy to meet your pen-pal from Michigan, Sjaane. Now we hope that you will be able to return the visit some day. How would like that? I think you would find it real interesting.

SANDY DE VISSER — it seems strange to have you answering the quiz from Washington, Sandy. You will have to tell me more about your trip some time. I am sure that when I am writing this, you are home again, although I have not seen you in church. Would you like to make that trip again next year?

CORDY VANDENBERG — Your answers arrived in ample time, Cordy, Summer time does seem to be a busy time, but when nice weather is here, we seem to spend more time outdoors. Did your grandmother arrive home safely again? I am looking forward to receiving your picture.

This again concludes our letters for this month. We hope to hear from all of you again next month.

Your friend,

“Uncle Garret”

Replies to our quiz were received from the following boys and girls during the past month —

Maria Stryd . . Joanne Beeke . . Mike Meeuwse . . Ruth Meeuwse . . Gloria Boluyt.. Alice Moerdyk.. Geral-dine Moerdyk . . Tom Blok . . Judy Sweetman . . Arlene Sweetman .. Joan Van Zweden . . Joanne Spaans . . Gertrude Spaans . . Dena Spaans . . Marilyn De Maagd.. George De Maagd Louis De Maagd . . Lorraine Kievit . . Ruth Kievit.. Martha Vander Male .. Kris Vander Male . . Mike Mol . . Jo-anie Mol . . Jo R. Beeke . . Carol Van Tilburg . . Jean Van Tilburg . . Jane Verblaauw .. Pat Boluyt.

Gary Roozenboom . . Herbert Van Den Houten . . Sandy Van Giessen (2) . . Sheryl Van Giessen (2) . . Corinne Etelman . . Albert Etelman . . . Archie Van Kempen (2) . . Jenny Van Kempen (2) .. Linda Kay Bleeker .. Jennie Van Dyke . . Geraldine Van Dyke . . Phillip Kaat . . Janet Van Grouw . . Albert Van Grouw . . John Kamp . , David Kamp .. Peter Koppert.. Harry Koppert . . Alice Koppert . . Betty Joosse . . Andrew Van Den Toorn . . Mariene Jo Van Den Toorn . . Ruth De Meester . . Mary Verhey . . Marsha Koedam .. Gary Koedam.

Wilma Droogers . . Cathy Droogers . . John Van Woudenberg . . William Berkenbush . . Joyce Kamp . . Kay Kamp . . John W. Kamp .. Ruth Kamp . . Steven Vander Jagt . . Brenda Fletcher . . Corinne Van Veldhuizen . . Joyce Van Veldhuisen . . Roelie Stapel

. . Henrietta Stapel . . Rudolph Stapel Sjaane Van Wingerden . . Margaret Van Wingerden . . Sandy De Visser . . Archie Van Wingerden . . Bill Van Wingerden . . John Van Wingerden . . Connie Stam . . Andy Stam . . Emily Stam .. Arie Vandenberg (2) . . Cordy Vandenberg (2).

THE FRENCH SOLDIER

DURING the last hundred years, war has been a more usual state of things in Europe than peace. It sounds like modern times when I tell you of troops waiting to embark at Toulon, in the south of France; but the year was 1855, and the French regiment of soldiers were to sail for the Crimea to join their English allies. There was a missionary working in the port at that time, an agent of the French Bible Society, and full of zeal for the souls of men, he applied to the commanding officer for leave to go about among the soldiers. This was readily granted, and immediately made use of by the missionary.

One day the good man was talking to a group of men in the barracks yard, trying to convince them of their need of salvation, and to persuade them to buy his New Testaments. One fine looking young man, who had been listening with the keenest attention, stepped forward and thanked the missionary for his friendly counsel. “You’ve quite convinced me that what you say is true,” said the soldier, “and I only wish I could buy a book for myself; but the fact is I haven’t a halfpenny towards it.” Deeply interested, the missionary said that if he really wanted the book he would certainly have one, even if he had to pay for it himself; and selecting a New Testament from his case, he handed it to the soldier. “Aha!” said the soldier, bursting out into a loud laugh; “I’ve done you all right! I just did it to make a fool of you, and you see how easily I’ve done it!” ‘Give me back the book,’ said the missionary sternly. “Not I,” said the man, “you gave it to me and I mean to keep it. It will come in handy to light my pipe!” And with a mocking salute, he was turning away, when the missionary called after him, “Young man, take care what you are doing; it is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.”

The joker took no notice, and the missionary packed up his books and passed out from the jeering group. Discouraged and sad at heart, he went away praying earnestly that the Lord would have mercy on the soul of the scoffer.

A few days later the regiment sailed for the Black Sea. The young soldier, a lively, intelligent man, remained completely careless of spiritual things, and page after page of the New Testament were torn out as he had threatened. But one night he was told that his battalion was to take the post of greatest danger in the next day’s engagement, and for the first time serious thoughts began to trouble him. Suddenly the words flashed into his head, “It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.” “and supposing I should fall into His hands!” he thought with horror. All night he tossed, and turned, haunted by an awful fear. At the first break of light, he got the New Testament out of his knapsack; he was almost afraid to look into it, for he expected to see nothing but threats. These words met his eye: “God sent not His Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through Him might be saved.” He turned the pages and saw, “Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” These last words especially struck him; he was pondering over them very earnestly when the reveille sounded. All was bustle and activity; the New Testament went back into the knapsack, and presently its owner was marching into battle. Before night, he was brought back to the hospital, seriously wounded.

Many weeks of severe illness followed, and all the time the Spirit of God was working in the soldier’s heart, convincing him of his sin, and of his need for the Savior, Whose blood can cleanse from all sin. At last, still very ill, he was sent back to his own home, a little village in the north of France, where his family kept the local hotel. It was evident that he had come home only to die; but the spiritual change that had taken place was apparent to all. He spent all the time studying his little book, and imploring his mother and all his friends to listen to the voice of God, and to be warned lest they should fall, unready as they were, into the hands of the living God. Six weeks later he died, full of faith and hope.

On the day of the funeral, our first friend, the missionary reached the very village in the course of his missionary labors. Entering the hotel for refreshment and a night’s lodging, he saw at once that something was wrong. A group of people in the eating room were having a meal in complete silence, a contrast indeed to the usual lively chatter. The missionary passed through into the kitchen, where servants were working silently with sad faces; and crouching over the fire was the hostess, evidently deep in sorrow. Going to her the missionary spoke kindly, expressing his sympathy, and asking what was the cause of her grief. Lifting her streaming face, the poor woman thanked him for his kindness, and told him that her precious son had been buried that day. Opening his New Testament, he began to read here and there words of power and comfort. At the first appearance of the book the woman started up astonished. “Wait a moment!” said the hostess eagerly and she rushed out of the room, to return at once with her dead son’s New Testament. “It’s what he left me,” she said, sobbing, “his most precious possession, and it’s the same book as yours.” The missionary took up the book, wondering why it was so strangely mutilated. On the inside cover was this inscription in large letters: “Received a Toulon in 1855. Despised at first, and badly used, but afterwards read, believed, and made the instrument of my salvation. J.L. Soldier of the 4th Company of such-and-such a Regiment.”

The whole scene rushed back to the mind of the missionary, that day in Toulon among the soldiers when his hopes had been raised only to be dashed immediately. He remembered the mocking words of the unbeliever who had deceived him. And now, as he listened to the mother’s story, his heart was filled with praise and thanksgiving. How sad and depressed he had been, thinking all his work a failure; and all the time the Spirit of God was intending to make use of his warning. He thanked God and took courage!

GATHERED BY THE WAY

When commending his congregation to the value of prayer a minister frequently told the story of Dr. Kidd and the Aberdeenshire stonebreaker. When out for a walk one day Dr. Kidd met an old stonebreaker and as was his custom he soon got into conversation. “Do you ever pray, man?” he asked. “I do that,” the old man replied. “Do you ever get an answer?” was the next question. “No, I cannot say that I do,” replied the stonebreaker. Testing him, Dr. Kidd then said, “Give it up, man.” The old man said, “I may not give it up.” Some time after, the Doctor was asked to visit the old stonebreaker on his deathbed. When Dr. Kidd entered his room the old man greeted him thus, “I have been praying for forty years and never got an answer, but now He has given it to me all in one lump.” The Lord is the rewarder of those who diligently seek Him.

THE BIBLE

What is the Chart that marks the way

To guide poor pilgrims, lest they stray,

To the bright world of endless day?

The Word of God.

What is the Food, so pure and sweet,

Milk for the babe, and stronger meat

For those of riper age to eat?

God’s precious Word.

What is the Medicine of the soul, The balm to make the wounded whole?

Ah, spread its fame from pole to pole—

God’s precious Word.

What is the Lamp that burns so bright,

That shines amidst the world’s dark night,

And gives so true and safe a light?

God’s precious Word.

What Mine is that which Christians own,

An ancient mine of wealth unknown,

A mine of truth, and truth alone ?

God’s precious Word.

What is that Sword, so sharp and bright,

With which all Christian soldiers fight,

And put their numerous foes to flight?

God’s precious Word.

What makes, throughout, the Saviour known,

Points all to Him, and Him alone, And bids us claim Him as our own?

God’s precious Word.

—Anon

FOR OUR YOUNGER READERS

Dear Boys and Girls,

How good it is to be able to read! You remember when you were very small you did not know A and B and C and strange letters like Q and Z and W, and you could not read letters put together to make even simple words like “father” and “sister” and “mother” or even smaller words of only two letters like “as” and “up.” When you got a present of a book, or you saved up your pennies and bought one, the only thing you could do was to look at the pictures. If there were words you just could not read them. You had to have someone read it for you, and how pleased and happy you felt when your mother, or father, or your big sister or brother found time to read it to you. Perhaps it would be a Bible story. You liked to listen while they read about Joseph and his Brothers, or David killing Goliath, or Moses being taken up in his basket from the river. But now you are maybe seven or eight years old, and you go to school every day except when you are ill, and you have learned the letters and can read. You can read simple stories for yourselves, and how good it is when you get a new book, and as well as looking at the pictures you can sit down quietly and read. I wonder which stories you like best?

But, boys and girls, there are many other people as well as little children who are not able to read. Maybe they never could learn to read, or never had the chance to learn. There are others who could at one time read, but now they may not be able to see so well, or they may be ill, and cannot do anything at all but lie in bed. How long they sometimes feel the time when they have no one with them. They say “If only I could read.” Now if you were to hear someone saying that, and you could read, would you not like to say “I will read for you.” How happy you would be able to make them if you would read the Bible to them, or any other good book that they would wish you to read. I will tell you a story about a little boy who did that for someone.

In a little cottage there lived a lonely old woman. Her husband had died and she lived all alone. She could not read the Bible as she had never been taught to read. But she loved her Bible more than anything in the world, and longed to hear it read. Near her cottage was one other house, and in this house lived a boy, the son of a shepherd. This little boy was at school and had learned to read. But the boy, like many others, was more fond of playing than of reading. One day the old widow told him that she would give him a penny every evening if he read a chapter or two to her from the Bible. It would have been good if the boy had said, “I will read the Bible to you without giving me a penny,” but he seldom got any money at all and felt it would be good to get a penny every evening. So he came in every evening and sat on a little stool beside the old widow and read her beloved Bible to her. This made the lonely widow very happy. She loved to hear him reading the parts she asked him to read, and sometimes chapters which he chose himself, and as well as making her happy he learned many things from the Bible which he did not know before. And after the reading was over for the evening I am sure the old woman would go on her knees and pray, and she would pray for the little boy too.

Now you little boys—and girls too, if you learn to read well you may make some old or ill persons very happy by reading the Bible to them when they cannot read it themselves, and by your reading you will learn things from the Bible yourselves too. You may even say, “I should be very thankful that I can see, and read, and I am going to try to learn to read even better. I shall also read the Bible for myself, and learn psalms as well as the ones I am taught in school and in the Sabbath school, and I hope that one day if I am spared and well, I shall be able to make someone happy too by reading to them as the little shepherd boy in the story did.”

Your sincere friend,

A TEACHER

—Young People’s Magazine

CHRISTIANITY WITHOUT GOD

No doubt many of our readers, including our children who are of junior high, high school, and college age, are acquainted with the modern trend of present day theology. Among others, the United Presbyterian Church has undergone many changes. In a recent publication we read their latest on “The Reconciliation Theology.”

Under the section, “The Ministry of Reconcilation,” we are told —”to be reconciled to God is to be sent into the world as his reconciling community. This community, the church universal, is entrusted with God’s message of reconciliation and shares his labor of healing the enmities of mankind.”

This new “reconcliation theology” does not call for Biblical repentance and conversion, but merely an awareness of the “reconciling act.” This is universal-ism, for it claims the whole world for Christ and does not demand conversion on the part of the lost sinner.

Whereas this theology — the doctrine of the universal brotherhood of men — is taking rapid strides within our schools and colleges throughout the land, should we not as parents urge our children to be most prompt in attending the catechism classes which are again to begin, so that they may be well indoctrinated in the truth of the Word of God, and that they with the help of God may not be swept away by this God dishonoring teaching.

CFB

A COUNTRY’S STRENGTH

When the Constitutional Convention was in session, a skeptical tendency towards religious things was very prevalent. One of those upset by such an attitude was the wise old Benjamin Franklin who was then 83 years old. With fervor in his heart and fire in his speech, he made the following speech: “When we were in great peril, we had daily prayers in this room for the protection and guidance of Almighty God. I have lived a long time, and the longer I live the more convincing proof I have that God governs in the affairs of men. If a sparrow can not fall to earth without His knowledge, is it possible for a nation to rise without His aid? ... Have we forgotten that powerful Friend, or have we no longer need of His assistance?”

Well spoken, Mr. Franklin. Your words remind us of Proverbs 14:34, a verse that every American, from the President down, should remember, “Righteousness exalteth a nation, but sin is a reproach to any people.” God will only bless America as long as America blesses God!

Published by Haven of Rest

REASON’S WHY CHILDREN SHOULD FLY TO CHRIST WITHOUT DELAY

“O satisfy us early with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.”—Psalm xc, 14.

The late Countess of Huntingdon was not only rich in this world, but rich in faith, and an heir of the kingdom. When she was about nine years of age she saw the dead body of a little child of her own age carried to the grave. She followed the funeral; and it was there that the Holy Spirit first opened her heart to convince her that she needed a Saviour. My dear little children, when you look upon the year that is nearing the end, may the Holy Spirit bring you to the same conviction; may the still small voice say in your heart, Flee now from the wrath to come. Fly to the Lord Jesus without delay. “Escape for thy life; look not behind thee.”

I. Because life is very short.

“The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow, for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.” Even those who live longest, when they come to die, look back on their life as upon a dream. It is “like a sleep.” The hours pass rapidly away during sleep, and when you awake, you hardly know that any time is passed. Such is life. It is like a tale that is told. When you are listening to an entertaining tale, it fills up the time, and makes the hours steal swiftly by. Even so, “we spend our years as a tale that is told.”

You have seen a ship upon the river, when the sailors were all aboard, the anchor heaved, and the sails spread to the wind, how it glided swiftly past, bounding over the billows: so it is with your days — “They are passed away as the swift ships.” Or perhaps you have seen an eagle, when from its nest in the top of the rocks it darts down with quivering wing to seize upon some smaller bird, how swiftly it flies; so it is with your life, it flies “as the eagle hasteth to the prey.” You have noticed the mist on the brow of the mountain early in the morning, and you have seen when the sun rose with his warm, cheering beams, how soon the mist melted away.. And “what is your life? It is even a vapour that ap-peareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.”

Some of you may have seen how short life is in those around you. “Your fathers, where are they? And the prophets. do they live forever?” How many friends have you lying in the grave? Some of you have more friends in the grave than in this world. They were carried away “as with a flood,” and we are fast hastening after them. In a litle while the church where you sit will be filled with new worshippers — a new voice will lead the Psalm —a new man of God fill the pulpit. It is an absolute certainty, that, in a few years, all of you who read this will be lying in the grave. Oh, what need then, to fly to Christ without delay! How great a work you have to do! How short the time you have to do it in! You have to flee from wrath, to come to Christ, to be born again, to receive the Holy Spirit, to be made fit for glory. It is high time you seek the Lord. The longest lifetime is short enough. Seek conviction of sin and an interest in Christ. “Oh satisfy me early with thy mercy, that I may rejoice and be glad all my days.”

II. Because life is very uncertain.

Men are like grass — “In the morning, it groweth up and flourished; in the evening, it is cut down and withereth.” Most men are cut down while they are green. More than one-half of the human race die before they reach manhood. In the City of Glasgow alone, more than one-half of the people die before the age of twenty. Of most men it may be said, He cometh forth as a flower, and is cut down.” Death is very certain, but the time is very uncertain. Some may think they shall not die because they are in good health; but you forget that many die in good health by accidents and other causes. Again, riches and ease and comforts, good food and good clothing are no safeguards against dying. It is written, “The rich man also died, and was buried.” Kind physicians and kind friends cannot keep you from dying. When death comes, he laughs at the efforts of physicians — he tears you from the tenderest arms. Some think they shall not die because they are not prepared to die; but you forget that most people die unprepared, unconverted, unsaved. You forget that it is written of the strait gate, “Few there be that find it.” Most people lie down in a dark grave and a darker eternity. Some of you may think that you shall not die because you are young. You forget that one-half of the human race die before they reach manhood. The half of the inhabitants of this town die before they are twenty. Oh, if you had to stand as often as I have beside the dying bed of little children — to see their wild looks and outstretch hands, and to hear their dying cries — you would see how needful it is to fly to Christ now. It may be your turn next. Are you prepared to die? Have you fled for refuge to Jesus? Have you found forgiveness? “Boast not thyself of to-morrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.”

III. Most that are ever saved fly to Christ when young.

It was so in the days of our blessed Saviour. Those that were come to years were too wise and prudent to be saved by the blood of the Son of God, and He revealed it to those who were younger and had less wisdom. “I thank thee, O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because thou hast hid these things from the wise and prudent, and revealed them unto babes. Even so, Father, for so it seemed good in thy sight.” “He gathers the lambs with his arms, and carries them in his bosom.” So it has been in almost all times of the revival of religion. If you ask aged Christians, the most of them will tell you that they were made anxious about their souls when young. Oh, what a reason is here for seeking an early inbringing to Christ! If you are not saved in youth, it is likely that you never will. There is a tide in the affairs of souls. There are times which may be called converting times. All holy times are peculiarly converting times. The Sabbath is a great day for gathering in souls — it is Christ’s market-day. It is the great harvest-day of souls. I know there is a generation rising up that would try to trample the Sabbath beneath their feet; but prize the Sabbath day. The time of affliction is converting time. When God takes away those you love best, and you say, “This is the finger of God,” remember it is Christ wanting to get in to save you; open the door and let him in. The time of the striving of the Holy Spirit is converting time. If you feel your heart pricked in reading the Bible or in hearing your teacher, “Quench not the Spirit”; “resist not the Holy Ghost”; “grieve not the Holy Spirit of God.” Youth is converting time. “Suffer little children to come unto me, and forbid them not.” Oh, you that are lambs, seek to be gathered with the arms of the Saviour, and carried in His gentle bosom. Come to trust under the Saviour’s wings. “Yet there is room.”

To Be Concluded

ADDRESSES FOR TIMOTHY CORRESPONDENCE

Timothy Section—

Thomas Moerdyk

1222 Vassar Drive

Kalamazoo, Michigan 49001

Timothy Mission Fund—

c/o Adriana Kievit

1121 No. Westnedge Avenue

Kalamazoo, Michigan 49007

Bible Quiz—

Garret J. Moerdyk

1104 Roseland Avenue

Kalamazoo, Michigan 49001

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