How blessedly true is the promise “In due season we shall reap if we faint not.” (Gal. 6:9.) A recent letter from our beloved brother, James Wallace, gives a very cheering incident, when on leave and returning to France. He had been preaching in the market-place, and he writes: “A woman asked me after I had preached if I remembered giving a Testament to a man at Plymouth when he was marching away with his draft for France. He was captured shortly afterward, but the Testament was indeed a comfort to him during his captivity.”
Our brother writes: “I was stopped by the same man a fortnight ago. The Germans took all his possessions—the Testament they threw back at him with disgust, but to the joy of the owner. I asked him: ‘Had he accepted the Saviour it proclaimed?’ He answered, ‘Yes, he had.’ To God be the praise.”
This may be read by one who may feel discouraged with perhaps little result seen in our Lord’s service, and, it may be, often sown in tears. The precious seed, but how sure will be the reaping in joy. (Psa. 126:5,6.)
When the seed sown is good. The Word of God is “powerful and sharper than any-two edged sword.” (Heb. 4:12.)
How blessed the sure promise, “My Word shall not return unto me void.” “Shall accomplish.” “Shall prosper.” A. A. L.