A GENTLEMAN, a servant of the Lord, was in the habit of visiting one of the large hospitals in S—on Sunday afternoons, for the sake of telling the glad tidings of Salvation, and speaking words of comfort to the sufferers in the different wards.
Some listened to the blessed message with great attention, as if drinking in words they had never heard before; others were careless and indifferent, while a few would not listen at all, or simply made light of the glad tidings.
Belonging to this last class was a man who, having heard the tale of mercy week after week, seemed to turn a deaf ear to every entreaty.
It happened that one Lord’s day the gentleman was prevented from paying his usual visit. During the whole of that afternoon the man waited and waited, hoping to see him enter, but in vain.
The next Sunday he again watched, apparently longing for his arrival.
He came at last, and the first he noticed was this man staring eagerly at him.
As he approached the bed, he was startled by the words, spoken loudly and distinctly, “You never came, you never came.” No sooner were they uttered, than he sank back, and the spirit fled—Where?
Dear children, do not put off accepting God’s offer of salvation until it is too late, for God is not mocked. “Today if ye will hear His voice, harden not your hearts.”
ML 03/17/1918