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Conversion
Albert Simpson was called to the ministry before he was converted, and God said of him, "I have even called thee by thy name though thou hast not known me." If God could-and would-ordain Jeremiah to the ministry before he was born, then he could call Albert Simpson to preach, the lad being yet unregenerated-and he did just that.
James Simpson, Albert's father, was a good man, a product of his times and a faithful son of his stern religion, and he is not to be censured that he did not know a swan when one appeared among his brood of ducklings. David's father had made the same mistake, had tired to push every son he had under the prophet's oil except the one whom God had chosen. Howard, Albert's oldest brother, is to prepare to enter the ministry, and Albert is to stay at home on the farm and help with the chores! (p.19)
Suddenly the accumulated terrors of a multitude of books and sermons on total depravity and the damnation of the non-elect roar out upon Albert like a lion from the thicket and throw him into mortal panic for his dying soul. He cries out in anguish, but there is no one to help him. The proud man within him will not permit him to go to his mother with his fears, and the timid boy dare not go to this father. How can a boy talk to a somber Presbyterian elder about anything as painfully intimate as that, especially when that elder is your father, and you remember how solemn and awful your father used to look at you when you missed one question in the catechism or smiled on the holy Sabbath?
No one could tell him the simple gospel story. Strange no one remembered the story of the prodigal boy and the kind, trembling old father who received him back again from the far country with the touching, tender words: "For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found." Such is the power of loveless doctrine to freeze the heart and dull the mind.
He flipped a page in an old musty volume, called Marshall's Gospel Mystery of Sanctification, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on a passage that stood out like fire from the rest: "The first good work you will ever perform is to believe on the Lord Jesus Christ. Until you do this, all your works, prayers, tears, and good resolutions are vain. To believe on the Lord Jesus Christ is to believe that He saves you according to His Word, that He receives and saves you here and now, for He has said: 'Him that cometh to me I will in no wise cast out.'" That was enough. A heart as hungry as his and a mind as keen, needed no more. With rapture he slid to his knees and closed with the promise, and there came to his soul such a sweet, restful knowledge of sins forgiven as swept away his fears like a flood. God had delivered him. (pp. 22-25)
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