"Well, did you tell your friends about having found the Saviour?"
"Indeed I didn't. I have been all the week trying to keep it from
them."
"Well," I said, "that is the reason why you have no peace."
She wanted to take the crown, but did not want the cross. My friends,
you must go by the way of Calvary. If you ever get peace and joy you
must get it at the foot of the cross.
"Why," she said, "if I should go home and tell my infidel husband that
I had found Christ, I don't know what he would do. I think he would
turn me out."
"Well," I said, "go out."
She went away, promising that she would tell him, timid and pale, but
she did not want another wretched week. She was bound to have peace.
The next night I gave a lecture to men only, and in the hall there
were eight thousand men and one solitary woman. When I got through and
went into the inquiry meeting I found this lady with her husband. She
introduced him to me (he was a doctor and a very influential man),
and said:
"He wants to become a Christian."
I took my Bible and told him all about Christ, and he accepted Him. I
said to her after it was all over:
"It turned out quite differently from what you expected, didn't it?"
"Yes," she replied; "I was never so scared in my life. I expected he
would do something dreadful, but it has turned out so well."
She took God's way, and got the joy and peace she sought.