Charles and Harry lived with their parents in a home in the country. Their father and mother were dear Christians, but the boys did not follow on in the path of faith their parents trod. When they grew up, both boys went to work in the city and prospered, but they left God out of their lives. On occasions they would visit their old father and mother in the country.
The time came when their parents both went home to heaven. Their boys decided to tear down the old farm house and build a summer home there.
But one day as they walked around the old home, they entered the living room, and Charles sat down in a chair.
Harry walked back and forth in front of the fireplace.
“Harry,” said Charles at last, “I’ve changed my mind. We can’t tear this old house down. It is too filled with sacred memories!”
“I’ve been thinking the same thing, Charles,” returned Harry. Then he pointed to the chair where his father used to sit. “There’s the old chair Dad sat in when he read the Bible to us in our family worship. Here are the chairs where we knelt when he used to lift up his heart to God and pray for us!”
A long time the brothers stayed in the old home and talked things over. It seemed that God by His Spirit was speaking to them both, for finally they got down on their knees by the old chair where their father had sat. Tears began to flow, and they both wept out their hearts before God in true repentance for their sins of many years.
When Charles and Harry returned to the city, they went back as saved men, ready to spend their lives and their means for the Lord.
The old house was left standing just as it was. Many a happy hour the boys spent mid happy memories of the past, while they looked forward to meeting their dear parents in heaven.
ML-09/26/1976