I WAS brought to the Lord when a little girl. It happened in this way: I was passing along the street one evening on my way home from my music lesson, when I saw a circle of people standing around a man who was preaching. Curiosity led me to go up and hear what he was saying. Just as I got to the place, I heard the words,
I walked away, but that question followed me. I could not forget it. All that night the words came to my mind again and again.
There was a girl in my class, whom had heard spoken of as “saved.” I thought I would tell her what had occupied my thoughts. I watched an opportunity, and one day I met her outside the playground and did so. She put her arm in mine, and told me how she had been in the same way herself. She told me of the wondrous love of the Lord Jesus and that He died to save us and make us His own. She told also that she had accepted Him as her Saviour; and He had saved her and made her happy. It was all new to me. I had never heard of anyone being saved and sure of heaven before. I accepted Mary’s Saviour as mine, I believed He died for me, and I was saved,
ML 12/05/1937