A FAITHFUL pastor urged a young lady of his congregation and Sunday School to come to Jesus now. She impatiently answered, “You are always urging me now, now. I cannot see the need of such great hurry.” “I have no authority to preach or to teach any other gospel.” “O, well, I’ll risk it,” she jauntily replied, as she waved a good-bye and started on a summer pleasuring. A burning steamer on the Hudson river closed the short chapter of her unhappy life.
O teacher! teach a present salvation, a present peril to shun, a present heaven to win. And do it now, on this Sunday, and on every Sunday you meet and greet your scholars. It will not do to wait.
ML 03/19/1916