# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1918_S92
# Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration)

Whenever we sin, Christ, the Righteous, pleads for
us, the unrighteous, reminding His Father of what
He has done for us during the days of His flesh.
This intercession is never in vain. In response to
it our God continually blesses us with His good
will and favor. He forgives our sins for our Ad-
vocate’s sake, who is not only the Propitiation for
our, the Christians’, sins, but also for the sins of
the entire world. We died for all, saved all. Any
member of the human race, however great and
numerous the sins and crimes may be that he has
committed, will find favor in God’s sight if he is
penitent and believes in the world’s Advocate and
Mercy-seat. Our Savior assures every one: “Him
that cometh to Me I will in no wise cast out.”

At London a number of persons sat around
the supper table. Caesar Malan, the eminent
minister, and Miss Charlotte Elliott were among
them. He expressed his hope of her being a Chris-
tian. As she resented this remark, he asked her
pardon, but added the wish, “I hope you will some
day become a worker for Christ.” Not a month
had elapsed, when she informed him that ever since
he had spoken to her, she had been trying to find
her Savior. She then asked him, “How should
I come to Christ?” He replied, “Come to Ilim
just as you are.” This she did at once with a re-
joicing heart. Shortly after her conversion she
wrote the immortal lines: —

Just as I am, without one plea
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come! I come!
: H. Osreruus.

Rosebud.

Dear READER: —

Would you be interested in a word or two from
the backwoods of Alabama? As the year is draw-
ing to a close, we feel like taxing your patience just
a little in order to tell you about the blessings and

“privileges we have enjoyed.

We feel that the lines have fallen to us in pleas-
ant places. The Lord has been in our midst and
has caused His blessings to rest upon us. He has
caused His Word to accomplish that which He hath
pleased, for through the preaching of the Word He
has permitted us to add 32 souls to our congregation
during this year, 21 by confirmation and 11 by bap-
tism. ‘There are at present 4 adults whom we hope
to confirm very soon. May the Lord continue to
prosper His work, and continue the growth of our

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congregation in spite of the difficulties that obtain
in this part of the vineyard!

The writer wishes also to say a word for the
zeal and activity of the members during the past
year. They have taken a deep interest in the con-
gregation, the school, and the property entrusted
to our care. We rejoice that the wholesome lesson
of self-help is bearing fruit among us. Despite
the war and the high cost of living our congregation
resolved in the last official mecting to raise our
monthly contributions to the Board from $10 to $15.
The congregation is also having a well dug, building
a chimney to the parsonage, enclosing the latter
with a fence, and doing other little things here and
there to improve the property.

Indications pointed to a better school than we
have had, but the “flu” temporarily shut the doors
of school and church. We thank the Lord that the
scourge is passing, and we have the prospect of
health and peace to do our work for the Master.
Our Ladies’ Aid and Young People’s Societies are
chafing to begin their winter work. May the Lord
continue His blessings and grant‘us abundant grace
during the ensuing year! M. N. Carrer.

“For You and for Me.’’

The soft breeze rustles the needles of the oa
pines surrounding the hill, on which stands an old
antebellum cabin, clearly revealed by the light of
the full moon. Smoke may be seen coming from
the chimney of the cabin, curling its way heaven-
ward, until lost in the mellow light of the December
night. Motionless, with heads low, two mules stand
tied to the saplings in rear of the hut. In the cabin
a group of Negroes are softly humming plantation
melodies to the accompaniment of the banjo, while
the little folks cuddle near the fireplace, listening
to the soft strains of music. Shortly the country
becomes alive with people making their way towards
the cabin. ‘They come from every direction, in
wagons, on mules, on foot. Young and old, men,
women, and children, gather in front of the hut
for the occasion. ‘The orchestra, composed of several
Negroes with banjos, takes its place on the elevation
in front of the cabin. Now there is music, singing
of plantation melodies, there is dancing, there is
loud and boisterous talk and laughter. Young and
old join in the ribald festivities, which continue far
into the morning hours. ‘The rioting can be heard
far out in the stillness of the night. A celebration?
Yes. But where? — And why such scurrilous gay-