IT WAS Sunday evening and three I crowded meetings had been held in the large building at Lancefield. I was staying at a Christian’s home and was quietly resting in the living room, when the daughter of my host came into the room. Sally was a bright schoolgirl, and had been taught the things of God from her earliest days. Her mind was well stored with the Word of God but she was not happy.
She said to me, “I believe that Jesus died for me, and I know I love Him, but I have not the assurance of forgiveness.”
We read together a number of verses in the Scriptures and then came John 3:3636He that believeth on the Son hath everlasting life: and he that believeth not the Son shall not see life; but the wrath of God abideth on him. (John 3:36): “He that believeth on the Son hath everlasting life.” It was then the light dawned on her soul. She entered into the joy of God’s salvation, assured she was numbered with the children of God, a possessor of eternal life. She was the first one that it was my joy to win for Christ in Lancefield. It was the first fruits of a great harvest.
There is no greater joy than winning the young for the Lord Jesus, seeing them grow in grace, and being actively engaged in the service of the Master.
Hallelujah! I believe! Now no longer on my soul
All the debt of sin is lying,
One great Friend has paid the whole!
Ice-bound fields of legal labor
I have left with all their toil;
While the fruits of love are growing
From a new and genial soil.
ML-02/27/1972