IN INDIA one day a missionary I went to Nallamarama and saw there some of the Christian folk who attended the mission hall. One of the women had on a rather dirty dress and he remarked about it to her.
“Oh sir,” she returned, “I am just a poor woman and this is the only dress I have.”
“Have you always been poor?” he questioned.
“No,” she replied. “I once had money and some jewelry; but a year ago thieves came and robbed me of all. They told me that if I would give up being a Christian and return to the religion of my people, they would give me back everything.”
“And you did not go back?” he asked further.
“No,” she replied with decision. “I would rather be a poor Christian, than a wealthy Hindu. Now I can say, about my stolen goods, ‘The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.’ "
“Hath not God chosen the poor of this world rich in faith, and heirs of the kingdom which He hath prosed to them that love Him?” Jas. 2: 5.
ML-01/28/1973