A Missionary Convention Experience
By H. H. Hall
“Two men offered me work, and so did the Lord; whose offer should I accept? To work for the men seemed necessary to earn a living, and I could see but little chance for it in the work the Lord had for me. Yet, I believed he was calling me, and how should I decide? The morning for the decision came, and my wife asked if she should put up my lunch, and I told her I was not yet ready to say. We ate breakfast, and she repeated the question, but I again told her I did not know. “Then I went to my room, and asked the Lord to make my duty plain, and O, praise his name, he did. I went21back to my wife, and said, ‘You need not put up any lunch; I am going to work for the Lord.’” Such was the experience related at a missionary convention I attended last Sabbath. Every one who heard the brother speak knew he had had a struggle, and that he had gained the victory. Dear reader, are you having a similar struggle? I wish you might have seen this brother’s face light up as he told us of the homes to which the Lord had led him. There are homes he is longing to have you visit also. Will you do it?