CHAPTER LXXXIV.

THE APPEAL OF LAMU.

MY first Sabbath on Aniwa, after this tour in Great Britain and the

Colonies, gave me a blessed surprise. Before daybreak I lay awake

thinking of all my experiences on that Island, and wondering whether the

Church had fallen off in my four years' absence, when suddenly the voice

of song broke on my ears! It was scarcely full dawn, yet I jumped up and

called to a man that was passing, "Have I slept in? Is it already

Church-time? Or why are the people met so early?"

He was one of their leaders, and gravely replied, "Missi, since you

left, we have found it very hard to live near to God! So the Chief and

the Teachers and a few others meet when daylight comes in every Sabbath

morning, and spend the first hour of every Lord's Day in prayer and

praise. They are met to pray for you now, that God may help you in your

preaching, and that all hearts may bear fruit to the glory of Jesus this

day."

I returned to my room, and felt wonderfully "prepared" myself. It would

be an easy and a blessed thing to lead such a Congregation into the

presence of the Lord! They were there already.

On that day every person on Aniwa seemed to be at Church, except the

bedridden and the sick. At the close of the Services, the Elders

informed me that they had kept up all the Meetings during my absence,

and had also conducted the Communicants' Class, and they presented to me

a considerable number of Candidates for membership. After careful

examination, I set apart nine boys and girls, about twelve or thirteen

years of age and advised them to wait for at least another year or so,

that their knowledge and habits might be matured. They had answered

every question, indeed, and were eager to be baptized and admitted; but

I feared for their youth, lest they should fall away and bring disgrace

on the Church. One of them with very, earnest eyes, looked at me and

said, "We have been taught that whosoever believeth is to be baptized.

We do most heartily believe in Jesus, and try to please Jesus."

I answered, "Hold on for another year, and then our way will be clear."

But he persisted, "Some of us may not be living then; and you may not be

here. We long to be baptized by you, our own Missi, and to take our

place among the servants of Jesus."

After much conversation I agreed to baptize them, and they agreed to

refrain from going to the Lord's Table for a year, that all the Church

might by that time have knowledge and proof of their consistent

Christian life, though so young in years. This discipline, I thought,

would be good for them; and the Lord might use it as a precedent for

guidance in future days.

Of other ten adults at this time admitted, one was specially noteworthy.

She was about twenty-five, and the Elders objected because her marriage

had not been according to the Christian usage on Aniwa. She left us

weeping deeply. I was writing late at night in the cool evening air, as

was my wont in that oppressive tropical clime, and a knock was heard at

my door. I called out, "_Akai era_?" (= Who is there?)

A voice softly answered, "Missi, it is Lamu. Oh, do speak with me!"

This was the rejected candidate, and I at once opened the door.

"Oh, Missi," she began, "I cannot sleep, I cannot eat; my soul is in

pain. Am I to be shut out from Jesus? Some of those at the Lord's Table

committed murder. They repented, and have been saved. My heart is very

bad; yet I never did any of those crimes of Heathenism; and I know that

it is my joy to try and please my Saviour Jesus. How is it that I only

am to be shut out from Jesus?"

I tried all I could to guide and console her, and she listened to all

very eagerly. Then she looked up at me and said, "Missi, you and the

Elders may think it right to keep me back from showing my love to Jesus

at the Lord's Table; but I know here in my heart that Jesus has received

me; and if I were dying now, I know that Jesus would take me to Glory

and present me to the Father."

Her look and manner thrilled me. I promised to see the Elders and submit

her appeal. But Lamu appeared and pled her own cause before them with

convincing effect. She was baptized and admitted along with other nine.

And that Communion Day will be long remembered by many souls on Aniwa.

It has often struck me, when relating these events, to press this

question on the many young people, the highly privileged white brothers

and sisters of Lamu, Did you ever lose one hour of sleep or a single

meal in thinking of your Soul, your God, the claims of Jesus, and your

Eternal Destiny?

And when I saw the diligence and fidelity of these poor Aniwan Elders,

teaching and ministering during all those years, my soul has cried aloud

to God, Oh, what could not the Church accomplish if the educated and

gifted Elders and others in Christian lands would set themselves thus to

work for Jesus, to teach the ignorant, to protect the tempted, and to

rescue the fallen!

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