On one of the West Indian Islands when the hot tropical sun was at its height, Benjamin rode slowly through a little village tucked away in the mountains. He had never been there before and he hoped to be able to tell the people of the precious Saviour he had trusted.
A man sat drowsily in the doorway of his home. Benjamin looked down with a smile, and the man called out a friendly greeting. On being invited to enter and rest awhile, Benjamin reined in his horse and replied, “Gladly, if I may read a letter I have for you from the Lord Jesus Christ.”
The man was quite willing, so Benjamin dismounted and, after the usual salutations, was soon seated in the hut reading the Word of God.
Very soon the man interrupted, “Stop reading, I want to call in my family and neighbors.” He did so sang, “These are good words; I have never heard anything like them bore.”
All the afternoon they stayed, Benjamin reading the sweet story of God’s love to sinners, and of Jesus’ death on the cross that all who believe He died for them might have eternal life. Now and then he would stop to answer their questions, and explain further, and many prayers went up from his heart that God would bless the reading of His Word and open their hearts to receive it.
It was not long before the man who sat in the doorway received the Lord Jesus as His Saviour, and later in the day several others did so too. At length as night closed in, the neighbors reluctantly returned to their homes and the family retired.
Perhaps you have heard the sweet story of God’s love many times, but have you like these people of whom we have been reading, received Him for yourself?
ML-01/21/1962