In Kafirland by R. G. Ryan

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Oct 9, 1913

In Kafirland

By R. G. Ryan

ONE of our natives, coming to meeting one Sabbath, met another native. The stranger asked him where he was going. “I am going to meeting,” was the reply.

“What!” asked the stranger, “going to meeting on Saturday? Tomorrow is meeting day.”

“No,” replied our brother, “to-day is the true meeting day. It is God’s holy Sabbath. ‘The seventh day is the Sabbath of the Lord thy God.’”

He then proceeded to give the stranger a Bible reading on the Sabbath question, after which the stranger went on his way to a place one hundred twenty-five miles away. That was four years ago. Just a few weeks ago that same stranger came to the mission and told me of this meeting with our native brother above referred to. He said: “For three years I fought those words, but now I have been keeping God’s holy Sabbath for a year. There is no mistake the seventh day is God’s holy day.”

R. G. RYAN.

Maranatha Mission, Cape Colony.