A Florida Experience

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Dec 16, 1909

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 86, No. 50.

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A Florida Experience

Two weeks ago Mrs. Button started out early one morning to deliver some books in Orlando, the understanding being that when she had delivered her first load, she was to return, and I was then to accompany her the remainder of the day. But before she returned, I had finished the work in hand; so I took a load of books and started out for her territory. I soon met her, every one of her books having been delivered. She pointed to a small house about a block distant, and said: “The woman living there, although she failed to give me her order, told me as I just passed her that she wanted one of the books.” Of course we went straight to her home; she insisted that we come in, as she had something she wanted to say to us.
After she had paid for her book, she said: “Do you know, I have been impressed several times to go down to your tent (camp-meeting was then in progress) and talk with you, but for some reason I never have done so. I am a Methodist, but am not satisfied with my Christian experience, and I want to know if you will pray for me sometime.”
Of course, those who know the way to the skies know full well how glad we were for such an opportunity, so I suggested that we all kneel right then. She joined us, and the Lord came graciously near as we sought him in her behalf. When we arose, she passed over to where Mrs. Button was, and throwing her arms around her neck, she sobbed aloud. She then made a full surrender, and rejoiced on account of the new-found light and peace.
Do such experiences as this cheer the weary and footsore canvasser on his way? This is but one of the many blessed experiences we meet almost daily.
E. R. BUTTON, Field Agent.
Lakeland.