Seventeen Years Old

I WAS seventeen years old, playing with two dogs when I came to visit his little sisters. The girls showed me the old cat and half a dozen tiger kittens which had recently been born in the bottom drawer of the dresser in the bedroom. We had a good chat about the Saviour's love and care and I was about to leave, when their big brother came to tell me what he thought of all this.
It was foolishness to him. Good enough for children perhaps, but he was old enough to make his choice and he had made it.
"Well," he answered decidedly, "I won't".
That was all. But God still knows how to break a stubborn will. He can bring a rebellious sinner to Himself, and He has often done so. But there are times when He leaves a hardened sinner to his own decision, and this is a solemn thing. If the preaching of the cross to them that perish is foolishness to you, dear reader, you see in what class you have placed yourself.
"But unto us which are saved, it is the power of God". God has turned man's worst act of wickedness into His greatest act of power. He can now save you, because Christ died for sinners. Don't wait till your heart isahardened. Trust Him now.
Messages of the Love of God 2/2/1975