The Indian chief flung himself off his horse outside the little mission station and entered the building. As he listened to the “old, old story of Jesus and His love,” the heart of this native man was deeply touched so much that he suddenly rose, walked up the aisle of the little wooden building, and laying down his hunting knife on the table before the missionary said, “Indian chief give his knife to the Lord Jesus.”
Presently as the missionary was talking of the wonderful miracles which the Lord Jesus did while He was on earth, the chief rose again and walking up the aisle laid his tomahawk on the table.
“Indian chief give his tomahawk to the Lord Jesus,” he said and went back to his seat.
The preacher went on to tell of the cruel mockings and scourging which the Lord Jesus endured. Again the chief rose and going outside for a moment, he untied his fine horse and led him clanking up the aisle.
“Indian chief give his horse to the Lord Jesus,” he said quietly and went back.
And then the missionary told the story of the cross and of how the Lord Jesus died to put away sins.
Once more the chief rose and walked up the aisle.
With tears in his eyes he said, “Indian chief give himself to the Lord Jesus.”
“For the love of Christ constraineth us; because we thus judge, that if One died for all, then were all dead: and that He died for all, that they which live should not henceforth live unto themselves, but unto Him which died for them, and rose again.” 2 Cor. 5:14, 15.
ML-12/12/1976