The Mother’s Testament

One writes: ― “A mother sent her lad at the Front a New Testament, writing his name inside. He wrote loving thanks, but said it would have been even more precious had she written ‘From Mother.’ Another was promptly bought, the words ‘From Mother’ written after his name, and sent off. Back came another letter of thanks, adding that he had passed the first one on to a comrade! Has your boy a New Testament with him? Oh, what thousands of mothers today would give anything to have back lost years with past opportunities of reading and praying with their boys―those clear boys now in the thick of battle, but about whose spiritual welfare they are not sure. While we have time let us influence all we can. Pray on, dear mothers; it is the best way by far to reach your dear ones. God understands, and will answer.” God cares! Do we?
A mother writes to me: ― “I thank you for the Testament you have sent my son. Will you please forward one each to my other sons, and also one to a friend?”
A private write: ― “Would you be kind enough to forward me one of your New Testaments? I have seen one that you have sent to my bed-mate, and I am sure he finds it very handy. He is always reading it, and thinks the world of it, and I am sure I shall do the same.”
A driver says: ― “I had the pleasure of receiving the Testament you sent to me. My chums all require one. Will you kindly send one to them?”
A lonely soldier writes: ―
“This is the first time I have had the pleasure of writing to you, but I feel I must write after reading one of your little books given to me by an Army Chaplain. I was a good, Christian lad before I went out to France; now everything seems changed, for I felt so lonely, and miserable, and ashamed of myself, until the chaplain gave me one of your books and cheered me up. Sir, will you be so kind as to send me one of your khaki Testaments? I am sure it would help me to be a good lad again.”
A lance-corporal writes: ―
“Ever so many thanks for the beautiful little Testament you have sent me, and for the post-cards. I am sorry I could not give the cards out, as I was just going over the parapet in the big advance when they were placed in my hands, so I put them on the top of the parapet so that others could get them if they wished. I thought that was the best thing I could do.”