Last month, February, 1919, I heard from a dear boy who had not written for some time—his last letter was from the trenches—and he tells me, going over the top on October 3rd a bullet struck him. He had in his pocket a book I had sent him, and he writes, mentioning gratefully Dr. Wreford: “If it had not been for the dear book it would have gone through my heart.” How thankful I am to God for saving my dear friend’s life, and bringing him back to his home in safety, and I am longing to know the great change has taken place in his young life, without which, the Saviour Himself tells us, we “cannot see,” “cannot enter the kingdom of God.” (John 3) I feel so deeply the importance of these solemn words that I beseech my reader to pause, and think, and listen to the word from the lips of the Son of God.
“Ye must be born again.” But it may be you have a real, earnest desire to know that you are saved.