p. 666 | THAT PIPE

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Aug 27, 1894

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 20, No. 42.

THAT PIPE.

At a meeting in London the writer noticed, sitting near the platform, a man with an unusually wretched countenance. His hair looked uncombed, and his general untidiness was rendered all the more striking by a bright red necktie which he wore.

All through the address he sat looking straight in front of him and seemed like one stupefied. On speaking to him at the close of the meeting he gave a grunt, and then the writer was told "he was a hopeless case."

Immediately I thanked God that nothing was impossible with him, and so, leaving the man with an invitation to another meeting the following Sunday evening, I went home to pray.

Sure enough, the next week he was there; but there was a restlessness about him which encouraged me to believe that the deeps were breaking up.

At the close of the meeting, when seeking souls were being invited to come to Jesus, this man arose and made the following declaration:—

"Look here," he said, "forty years ago I gave my heart to God, and then he wanted to cleanse me and fill me with his Holy Spirit; but I loved my pipe and my 'baccy,' and I wouldn't give in. So I tried to smoke away the strivings of the Spirit, and I tell you just what it is, Satan has stupefied me so that I have only just found out I've been serving him these last thirty-nine years. But I smashed my pipe to-day, and I ain't going to be a walking chimney any more. I'll let God have his way to-night. It's that pipe that's been keeping me out of peace."

He got deliverance that night.

Friends, look at Eze. 36: 25-27. Trust God, and let your idols go.—Christian Repository.