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Show 5 the Savior whom I denied. He has filled my child's heart with the peace of God. Thank God with us for his saving power. If our lives are spared, my son shall be trained to proclaim the blessed truth of the Gospel. Again I say, God bless Willie Gray." You cannot guess the joy that thrilled the heart of Willie Gray that day. Humble and happy, he thanked God for the spirit and love which prompted him to send to the little boy in the West the Testament purchased with his precious dime. Many years later, and the pulpit of that church in Willie Gray's village was vacant. Willie, grown to manhood, was now known in the church as Deacon Gray. One Sabbath morning there came a candidate into the pulpit, a man bearing the marks of genius in Avord and look. He prayed, and his hearers bowed before the presence of their living God. Then he gave his text, those words of Ezek. 2: 9, "A hand was sent unto me," and told the touching story of his own early life- the Testament, the simple gift of the lad, which had brought to the Cross the hardened heart of the father and the tender heart of the child. With emotion he said, "My father is in heaven now, brought there, through God's grace, by the hand of Willie Gray." Tlie yoimg deacon was visibly startled. |