As a child, without Christian training, without schooling...

As a child, without Christian training, without schooling beyond the art of reading and writing crudely, I was forced to face the world and live by my own efforts. Naturally sensitive, and inclined to be resentful under what I considered harsh treatment, my boyhood years were ever inharmonious and ofttimes turbulent; so, when scarcely more than a boy, I became as a piece of driftwood on the seething sea of mortal life, with nothing better to guide me than a heart full of half-formed and evil-bent desires. Thus passed the period of nearly twenty years of a wild, reckless, vagabond existence, an existence hardly above that of the untamed creatures which make their homes in the rocky caverns of the hills; but, in a manner too long to tell, I awoke to the fact that I was dead,—dead to all that was noble, pure, and good; that my years had been squandered; that I had given nothing to the world, but had demanded many things from it.

Health had departed—the result of a wrong life, as I have since learned. Without companions, and with spirits broken, I was alone utterly, for of God's ever-presence I then knew nothing. Do any know what it means to be alone, unloved and unloving, and without a knowledge of God? Well, may they never know! Again a few sad years went by, years of misdirected endeavor to find some foundation more substantial than shifting sand to build my house of hopes upon, both as regarded my bodily health and the truth of a higher life. After faithfully trying almost every remedy known to materia medica, after conscientiously studying and practising all sorts of human philosophy, I found myself faithless that any medicine could cure me, or that it could be demonstrably proven that there is such a thing as truth, or anything sure but the grave. This was my extremity. It appears, however, that when this hour of darkness arrives for us, a great light is fast approaching, and it so proved in my case.

Testimony of Healing
Hoping that my wonderful release from bondage through...
September 26, 1908

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