THE writer of these lines was told the following remarkable story by a relation of his.
She (with another lady) Was passing a spot on the outskirts of the populous city of S., where a man was preaching to a company of people. He related the story of his conversion, saying that, a little while before, he was going on Road, in the middle of the same city, and while passing such and such a spot, saw a crowd of people listening to preaching.
The road was thronged everywhere, electric cars were passing and re-passing, hut while he hurried on that Sunday evening, not staying to hear what was being said by the preacher, one word came to his ears, just one word, but a portentous one: the word ETERNITY.
He passed on, and also tried to pass off the word from his mind. He could not, however; it stuck in his mind, and arrested his, conscience. Such is the way of God with the soul. The arrow of conviction shot at a venture had done its work.
Monday came and went, Tuesday, too, and Wednesday arrived; but he still had the word ETERNITY with him. So he went on Wednesday to a chapel service. But he had no rest or peace till he let God have His way with him; and before another week was out he found Christ as his Saviour and got forgiveness of his sins. Peace filled his soul, not dread any longer at an unbidden word.
Sol there he was two miles away a week or two after relating the story to others of how God Spoke to his soul. The writer has often stood himself and preached at the particular spot, amid the noise and traffic, telling the story of salvation to wayfaring souls.
If any reader of these lines has not got salvation and is not ready to meet God, and is afraid of death and what comes after death! (that is, judgment against all out of Christ). He would beg of them to settle the all important question of ETERNITY. It is either with Christ in glory with the redeemed, or with the lost in the lake of fire, where hope, and joy never come.
B. L. N.