A Scotch farmer had sprained his arm and went to see a Christian doctor about it. The doctor bound up his arm, and gave him some liniment and assured his patient that all would be well soon.
To this cheering news Sandy replied: “I’m pleased to hear you say so, and I know I am safe in your hands, doctor.”
“That’s strong faith, Sandy,” said his friend with a smile. “I wonder if you have so much faith in God about your soul, as you have in me for the healing of your arm?”
Sandy shook his head and slowly replied, “I’m nae sae sure aboot that, doctor.”
“Sit down a minute,” said the doctor, “till we see how that comes to be. Do you mean to tell me, Sandy, that you can trust the care of your health to me, a poor failing man, and consider yourself safe in my hands, and yet you cannot trust your soul in the same way to the eternal God, the maker of heaven and earth?”
“O no, surely not,” said Sandy. “It would be an awful thing to doubt God!”
“Yes, Sandy, an awful thing truly, for it makes God a liar.” Then he read Sandy two scriptures:
“In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent His only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through Him.”
That simple word opened Sandy’s eyes to the mistake of his life. He had not trusted himself as a sinner to the Saviour. But he did that night, and rejoiced in the knowledge of his salvation ever afterwards. Do you trust him?
ML-07/14/1974