Seeing Jesus 
AGAIN it was the hour of worship. Again the bright- 
faced, brown-skinned boys and girls had gathered with the 
older Christians from near and far, and filled the house of 
worship. “Some, indeed, had only just come, raw and un- 
kempt, from the heathen. Others were bright and hopeful 
and prayerful, ready to go to distant villages where they 
were to help in the teaching. Others, again, were truly bound 
in the Spirit to go and stand alone for God in some new 
forlorn hope of the gospel where it was only ‘sowing 
mes)” 
The meeting was of the kind where simple testimonies 
were heard from men and women who had experienced the 
deliverance of God from heathen bondage. Such meetings 
of Christians but recently brought from the terrors of devil- 
ism to gospel freedom and light, are always both interesting 
and inspiring. It was indeed touching to hear what God 
had done for some of them. 
“Toward the close of the meeting a familiar, lithe, athletic 
figure came forward. It was Shadrach Amasia, the subject 
of many prayers,—prayers, thank God, that have been gra- 
ciously answered. It was self-will that took the young man 
back to his island home on Nongasila last year, against all 
advice and entreaties of his teachers. Then, as soon as the 
ship had left, though he struggled to escape the snare, he 
was married out of hand to a heathen girl, the whole tribe 
rejoicing that now, at last, he was safely anchored to the 
island, and as they hoped, to the akalos and the old hea- 
then way. 
“Tt was God who made possible his escape with his young 
wife in the dead of night. It was surely God who prevented 
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