A POOR Indian pictured his salvation thus: He took a heap of leaves, made it into a circle, placed a worm in the center, and then set fire to the leaves. As the poor worm felt the heat, it wriggled first one way, then another, but whichever way it turned the fire met it.
He then stooped down, picked it up, and placed it in safety.
“There,” he said, “that is how Jesus saved me!” Even so, every one that is saved, is saved from hell, for heaven.
ML 10/26/1924