A wicked, drunken woman, in one of our large cities, was attracted into a church on Sunday evening and was converted to Christ. The Pastor of the church went to see her husband, and found him to be a very shrewd mechanic, who was very bitter against Christianity, and greatly fascinated with Ingersoll’s sneers at the Bible. He was full of contempt at his wife’s profession of conversion and said no doubt she’d soon get over it.
Six months passed, and one evening this man called to see the minister in great anxiety concerning his own salvation. He said:
I have read all the leading books on the evidences of Christianity, and I can stand out against their arguments; but for the past six months I have had an open book about my own fireside, in the person of my wife, that I am not able to answer. I have come to the conclusion that I am wrong, and that there must be something holy and divine about a religion that could take a woman and change her into the loving, patient, prayerful, singing saint that she is now.”
The best books of Christianity are the men and women who live transformed lives, in fellowship with Christ.
You will not make a mistake if you honestly and fearlessly do what you have good reason to think [and know] that God wishes you to do. You may meet with inconvenience. You may even incur suffering and loss. But do not allow the prospect of such things to deter you, if the finger of God’s providence seems to point unswervingly toward them. If God means you to meet them, you can but blunder if you try to avoid them. The worst failures are the apparent successes won in neglect or defiance of God’s commands. They always end in evil. Try, therefore, to learn what God wants of you; relying on the guidance of His Spirit, occasionally using your best common sense and you will not stray from the true path that is ahead.Author Unknown, ca. 1904