Payments Sermon Illustrations

Payments Sermon Illustrations

Payment by Another.

My husband was invited to preach for a time in Inverness-shire, and proposed taking me and the children to my father's home for the time-being. That this might be possible the Lord sent, from some source unknown to us, a five pound note, and we were enabled with this to set out. When we started from Glasgow two women with large baskets filled with fruit entered the carriage. The passengers rather demurred to the baskets being there, and thought they should have been in the baggage van. However, the women seemed quite willing to stand or do anything to accommodate the passengers if only the baskets could remain, so we all settled down agreeably. Halfway between Glasgow and Perth there was a halt for the tickets to be examined. As the inspector came near to our carriage, to our amazement one of the women got down and hid under the seat of the carriage, and the other woman spread an old shawl over her. She remained in this position until the train started again, the ticket examiner thinking, no doubt, that it was a bundle of luggage.

When she arose my husband looked at her and said, 'You have been able to hide this time, but the Lord Jesus is coming one of these days, and you will not be able to hide under the seat then.' The poor woman did not answer, but burst into tears, and when she could speak she said, 'I have a husband in Glasgow out of work, and four little children starving with hunger. This woman and myself started with this fruit in time, as we thought, to catch the cheap train for the Cattle Show in Perth, but we missed it, and we had only enough money between us to pay for one ordinary ticket, and this woman has got it.' Again she cried, and then she continued, 'With the thought of not getting to the show to sell this fruit the faces of my dear children came

before me, and they seemed to say, "O mother, do something!" so I felt I must go without a ticket.' We were all very touched with the poor woman's grief, and my husband said, 'Well, supposing I pay the fare between those two places, how would that do?' The woman gave him such a look as much as to say, 'You, a complete stranger, pay my fare?' She said, `But I have not a copper.' He said. 'You do not need a copper if I pay it, and I will.'

The poor woman could scarcely take it in. As we neared Perth, and made a halt at the siding, where Perth tickets were collected, the woman who had the ticket whispered to her companion, 'I think you had better hide again.' She faintly answered, 'I think I had better.' She was just about to get down again when my husband said, 'Don't you believe me? I told you I would pay your fare.' She said, `But the inspector is coming.' That does not matter,' said my husband. So then she sat up in her seat and simply trusted my husband. The inspector came right in this time, but before he could ask any questions it was all settled. One would have thought the woman would have dried her tears then, but she burst afresh into weeping—ah, but they were tears of joy and of gratitude, and, turning to her basket, she filled both hands with fruit, and put it into my lap, saying, 'It is all I can do.'

We parted from them both at Perth, probably never to meet again on earth, but I trust that this simple incident may have been used of God to their salvation.

Jesus paid it all; all to Him I owe.
Sin had left a crimson stain—He washed it white as snow.—Mrs. James Scroggie

(1 Cor. 6. 19, 20; Col. 2. 14; 1 Pet. 1. 18)

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