How blind we are sometimes! When I was visiting a relative I met her daughter who was an earnest, faithful Christian. I had heard strange stories about her, of what seemed to me to be an extreme devotedness to the things of God. This had prejudiced me against her as I loved the world, and I thought her to be a "religious fanatic."
In her room one day I noticed she had her Bible lying on her table. I took it up and read on the flyleaf: "Helen Saunders; born 1895, born again 1916."
I laughed outright and said, "What a strange inscription!"
"I am glad to be able to say that it is true," she quietly remarked. To this I replied with a sneer: "They should put it in the newspapers."
Quietly again she answered, "Ah, Mary, it is too important and solemn to joke about. The new birth is real, and I can thankfully say it was the beginning of a new life of peace and happiness to me."
No more was said, but it was enough. That testimony to the reality of being born again stuck to me. God blessed it to me in making me think seriously of my lack of knowledge in eternal things, and I was never satisfied with my weak religious profession after that.
Through His mercy I was brought to know that I was a sinner, needing to believe on the Savior, to be "born of God," as we read in 1 John 5:11Whosoever believeth that Jesus is the Christ is born of God: and every one that loveth him that begat loveth him also that is begotten of him. (1 John 5:1): "whosoever believeth that Jesus is the Christ is born of God." Now too, I can say, through grace, that in Christ I know what true happiness is.
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