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The Lutheran Pioneer St. Louis — 1912, Page 83
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The Lutheran Pioneer.
“After Many Days.’
A lady missionary in Poonah, India, wrote:
“More than twenty years ago, a missionary’s wife,
Mrs. Graves, had a school for little girls here. Last
Sunday, while I was reading to a few women in
the native hospital, an old woman came and stood
by me. I asked her to sit down, when she suddenly
fell at my feet and burst into a flood of tears. I
found that my voice, and the two words only which
I had used, had brought dear old Mrs. Graves to
her mind. She burst out with, ‘No one has ever
spoken even those two words to me in so kind a
way since [ was at school with my old Madam
Sahib, and now your voice has brought back to my
mind all her teachings which for years have been
forgotten.” Then she gave us all a most touching
account of our Savior, of His life and cruel death,
until it brought tears into our eyes, and in a most
earnest, eager way told of Tis love for sinners and
His plan for their salvation. She said she was
about ten years old when she left the school to be
married, and her hard unloved and unloving life
had driven all this out of her mind; and then she
added, ‘Now I am old and gray-haired, and all
these long years I have forgotten Him. Oh! has
He forgotten me?’ | reminded her of that verse,
‘Jesus Christ the same yesterday, to-day, and for-
ever” And I left her weeping silently, with her
head bowed down on her knees. So the seed, al-
though lying for so long a time useless, has at last
sprung up, and, I fully believe, will yield its fruit.”
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There Is a God.
When Missionary Ziegenbalg, on his way to
Malabar, India, landed on the coast of Africa, he
asked a native, “Do you people believe that there
isa God?” ‘The Hottentot replied, “Sir, who would
not believe that there is a God? He that does not
believe that there is a God may look up at what
is above him and look down at what is below him,
and he will then see that there is a God.”
Tt is the fool that says in his heart, “There is
no God.’ (Ps. 14, 1.) For “the heavens declare
the glory of God, and the firmament showeth His
handiwork,” Ps. 19, 1. And looking at the earth
with its many beauties and treasures, we may well
ery out with the psalmist: “O Lord, how manifold
are Thy works! In wisdom hast Thou made them
all; the earth is full of Thy riches,” Ps. 104, 24.
Witnessing for Jesus.
A. Lutheran pastor relates the story of a man
who in the eleventh hour was brought by God’s
grace to a saving knowledge of his Savior, and who
in his last illness, on his bed of suffering, showed
remarkable joyfulness and assurance of faith and
also great zeal for the salvation of others. He often
said to his loved ones when they wept at his bed-
side: “Oh, do not weep, but praise and thank God
that He has received also me pocr sinner, and that
I shall be eternally saved!” He found great joy in
witnessing for Jesus. When his former friends in
sin came to visit him, he, in the presence of his
pastor, admonished them to repent, and begged
them to remember in this their day the things which
belong to their peace. ‘To his pastor he once said,
“My dear pastor, gladly would 1 bear these pains
for years if I only knew I could save one soul yet
and lead it to its Savior.”
To the last days of his life he bore witness of
the saving power of the Gospel, and firmly trusting
in the merits of his Savior, he passed away to be
forever with the Lord in everlasting joy and bliss.
A Noble Princess.
Eugenie, the Lutheran princess of Sweden, has
been called “the noble princess,” she being noted
for her kindness to all that were in spiritual or
bodily need. She took an active interest in mis-
sions, especially in the Lutheran mission among the
Laplanders, to which she was a generous giver.
She had also a warm heart and an open hand for
the poor and the sick in her own land. An ex-
change tells a pretty story of her in connection with
the founding of a hospital: —
The princess was very much interested in the
building of this hospital, and when it was found
that it would take a great deal more money to
finish it than was expected, she sold her diamonds
in order that she might give the money that was
needed to complete the building.
One day after the hospital had been built, the
princess went to visit the patients who were being
treated in the different wards. As she stood beside -
the bed of one of the patients, tears of gratitude
filled the eyes of the sick man as he thought of the
kindness of the princess who stood before him. Sud-
denly the princess exclaimed as she saw his tears,
“Oh! now I see my diamonds again!”