Six of us, all young boys, were brought to the Lord during a work of grace in our native town, in the early spring. We had little Prayer Meetings and Bible Readings among ourselves for several weeks, and then it was suggested we should go out and have an open air meeting, at a row of cottages a short distance off.
I shall never forget that Sunday evening. We formed a circle on the road, sang two hymns, during which the people gathered at their doors. None of us had ever spoken publicly, so we were a bit nervous. One read the third chapter of John, said a word or two on verse 16,
“God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth on Him should not perish, but have everlasting life,” then told simply how he was saved. All the others followed, each giving a short text, then his testimony to the Gospel’s saving power. The people stood listening eagerly. It was all new to them. At the close, we gave tracts to all, and were asked to come again. We went home singing all the way, happy in our new service.
All summer we continued, and when it became too cold for open air work, a home was offered us. There we continued, and a number were won to the Lord. First, two young boys, then their parents were saved. They became co-workers, and soon two meetings were held.
How grand to be saved, to serve.
ML 06/27/1943