Christian herald and signs of our times . ation of theday. But I felt horrible. I trembled like aleaf; it seemed to me as if it would not be sur-prising if God struck me dead for daring to ad-dress Him with such things in my heart as Ihad. All my past life came up before me as Iprayed, and it was just as if a mocking fiendwas taunting me with, You praying ! You area pretty fellow to be praying ! The next daywas Sunday, and all day I was thinking how totell her ; but she was so loving and happy thatI should have been a brute to wound her, as Ishould do by making my revelation. I tried toget thr
Christian herald and signs of our times . ation of theday. But I felt horrible. I trembled like aleaf; it seemed to me as if it would not be sur-prising if God struck me dead for daring to ad-dress Him with such things in my heart as Ihad. All my past life came up before me as Iprayed, and it was just as if a mocking fiendwas taunting me with, You praying ! You area pretty fellow to be praying ! The next daywas Sunday, and all day I was thinking how totell her ; but she was so loving and happy thatI should have been a brute to wound her, as Ishould do by making my revelation. I tried toget through without prayer that night, but itwas no use. She would not omit it, and I did asshe wished. That thing went on for a week,until I became so miserable in keeping up thepretence that I thought I should lose my last I told her. How did she take it ? Grandly. I expected a storm of reproaches,but there was not a word of that kind. I couldsee she was almost heart-broken, but she boreup. She would have me pray still, but not as I. A Transformed Husbands Devotions. had been doing. She begged me to pray thatGod would open my eyes and forgive me andsave my soul. I did, and He heard me. I hada terrible time of anxiety, as I told you, for Idid not believe God would pardon a man whoha4 gone the length I had ; but it came outright. One day I entered into such a sense ofpeace, and rest, and assurance as I cannot de-scribe. 1 was a changed man—changed in feel-ing every way. I seemed to love everybody,and was as bright and happy as a child. I toldmy wife right away, and then she shed the firsttears I ever saw in her eyes. But they weretears of joy, and I knew that they were shedover my conversion. Well, sir, we have neveromitted family prayer since we were married,and I enjoy it now as much as my wife does. Ifyou want my experience, I tell you I would notgo back to what I was for a thousand worlds. » AT THE MISSION. A SERIAL STORY.(Continued from page 367.) A Weighty Question.
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