Saved — to Die
This is an incident told me by a friend: — A praying mother in England had two soldier sons. One, the younger, was away at the Front unsaved, the eldest son was at home under orders to go to the Front. Before he went God saved his soul, to the joy of the praying mother, who never ceased to pray for her other boy who was still unsaved.
Shortly after, the eldest boy had to leave home, and when he was sent to the trenches, to his surprise and joy he met his brother in the firing line. He told his young brother that he had come to Christ and was going to heaven. He asked him how it would fare with his soul if he were killed in the battle. He said, “If you die in your sins, you must go to hell, and we shall be separated forever, and never see one another again, for I am saved and going to heaven.” He took a Testament from his pocket, and read portion after portion to his brother. On leaving to attend to other work he left his Testament behind for his brother to read.
Not long afterwards the brothers met again, and the younger was able to tell his brother that he had found Christ as his Saviour, and that now he knew if either were killed in battle they would meet at last in heaven. Together they praised God, and then they parted. Within an hour after they had said “Good-bye” to one another, the younger brother, who had just been converted, was killed by a shell. The elder brother was wounded and brought back to England. When he heard that he was going to England he exclaimed, “Thank God I have been spared to return home to tell our mother that my brother was saved before he died!”
Praying mother, thy tears may fall as you think of your boy lying in his nameless grave in a foreign land, but there springs from that lonely grave the flower of resurrection hope, and in its growing it seems to say,
“I am the resurrection and the life; he that believeth in ME, though he were dead, yet shall he live.”
And again it speaks to thy sorrowing heart: ―
“Sorrow not as others that have no hope; for if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with Him.”
Thy boy is safe with God. Thy home is lonely without him, but Jesus draws near and says to thy sorrowing heart: ―
“Weep not, thy son shall rise again.”
Another blessed flower this from the battlefield. God gathering out His own. I thought as I heard this beautiful, true story, what a comfort it is to be able to send the Word of God to the soldiers. That dear lad read the Word of God and it gave light to his soul only an hour or so before he was killed.
Through the kindness of dear friends I have been able to send more than 100 large parcels of Gospels and Testaments and magazines to the. Front and to the Fleet this month. As long as I can, with the blessing of God and the help of friends, I hope to continue this blessed work, so dear to my heart, and which I am sure God is richly blessing. Dear reader, you may have an unsaved loved one at the Front, and God may save him through the reading of a Gospel or a booklet. Will you help me to continue to send?
