A Buddhist Convert’s Victory
By H. H. VOTAW
THERE was a woman attending the studies every day who was a Buddhist. She was about fifty years of age, but could not read a word. She gave excellent attention while the others read; and I observed that when we reviewed each day’s lesson this woman was able to answer the questions more readily than many who could read. At last some asked for baptism. Among them was Mah An. I told her our position in regard to the use of tobacco, and explained that our bodies are to be the temple of the Holy Ghost. Her struggle was hard, for she had used the weed almost all her life. But she took her stand for Jesus, saying she would give up the defiling habit for the sake of the One who had done so much for her. Some time elapsed, and her brother said to me: “Mah An is so different from what she used to be. Before, she always met visitors with cigars and betel nut. Now she takes the Bible and says to them, ‘I can’t read; will you please read some from this book to me?’ So she is able to do some missionary work. While they read, she explains it to them.” Does not such an experience make mission work pay the laborer?