A Visit From the Front

Last Friday I had a visit from a Christian from the Front, F. H. P. C―y, of the R.A.M.C. He came freighted with messages of love from many, to those of us who had sent the parcels to the soldiers. I was very glad to see him and to hear about the work of God, and to introduce him to the dear brother who packs our parcels. We had prayer together that God would bless the parcels sent and open other doors of service to us. He told me where the men of the R.A.M.C. had held their meetings: ―1. In a field. 2. In a booking office. 3. In the Mayor’s Parlour in a certain town. 4. Over an Estaminet. 5. In a tumbledown barn. 6. In a cornfield. About forty or fifty attend the meetings — officers and privates. He told me of a prayer meeting also by the bank of a canal.
He spoke of a Christian connected with the Transport Section who was used by God to bring some of his comrades to Jesus. One evening in particular he mentioned, after a service in the Mayor’s Parlour, they had an open-air meeting, and one man who had been spoken to by his friend and was anxious, was pleaded with and prayed with, and at last confessed his sins to God and took Christ as his Saviour.

Not Ashamed of Christ
He told me of one of the ambulance men who, when he was converted, had to hear the jeers and the scoffing of his comrades. At night when he was going to rest in his tent, he took from his pocket his Testament and began to read his daily portion. At once the scoffing ceased, and there was silence in the tent. Then someone said, “This is the only man among us who has ever been bold enough to read his Testament before us, Surely we can do the same.” They did, and that night and the following night four of the men gave themselves to God to live for Him.