He accepted Christ, and
that man came to the station when I was coming away and blessed me for
coming to that place.
Mothers are Looking Down from Heaven.
I remember in the Exposition building in Dublin, while I was speaking
about Heaven, I said something to the effect that at this moment a
mother is looking down from Heaven expecting the salvation of her
daughter here to-night, and I pointed down to a young lady in the
audience. Next morning I received this letter:
"On Wednesday, when you were speaking of heaven, you said, 'It may be
this moment there is a mother looking down from heaven expecting the
salvation of her child who is here.' You were apparently looking at the
very spot where my child was sitting. My heart said, 'That is my child.
That is her mother.' Tears sprang to my eyes. I bowed my head and
prayed, 'Lord, direct that word to my darling child's heart; Lord save
my child.' I was then anxious till the close of the meeting, when I went
to her. She was bathed in tears. She rose, put her arms around me, and
kissed me. When walking down to you she told me it was that same
remark--about the mother looking down from heaven--that found the way
home to her, and asked me, 'Papa, what can I do for Jesus?'"
[Illustration: The Destruction Of Sennacherib's Host.
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