An evangelist one day visited one of the editors of one of our leading American newspapers. Taking him by the hand he said to him, “I have come to ask you to be a Christian.” The editor withdrew his hand, turned and walked across to one of the windows, and stood looking down into the street below.
The evangelist thought he had grieved him. Finally the man returned, his face wet with tears. Then, taking the evangelist’s hand again, he said, “Thank you, sir. With the exception of my mother when I was a bit of a boy at her knee, nobody, not even my wife or my best friend, not even the preacher, has ever put such a question to me.” Then, sinking into a chair, he added, “I thought no one cared.”
ML-08/19/1979