That was in the years when I first started to be a Christian. I had the
hardest time to forgive this man, but thank God I did!
I reasoned with that man day after day and saw that the light was
breaking in his heart. Weeks went on, and he came to a point where he
took Jesus as his guide and friend, and to-day he is a fine Christian
gentleman. I have had him testifying in the church to the power of
Christ to save a man. He tells me he has forgiven that saloon-man for
Christ's sake.
SAVED ON THE THRESHOLD OF VICE
One afternoon about 5 o'clock I was sitting at my desk at the Mission
Room when I noticed among the men who came there to read and rest and
perhaps take a nap, a young man, a boy rather, clean and wearing good
clothes. I looked at him a moment and thought, "He has got into the
wrong place." I spoke to him, as is my habit, and asked him what he was
doing there. I brought him over and got him to sit down in that old
chair where so many confessions are made to me and said kindly, "Well,
what's your story?" I thought of my own boy, and my heart went out to
this young fellow.
He said, "You are Mr. Ranney. I've often heard about you, and I'm glad
to see you now.
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