God Was the Seeker
“How long since ye sought and found God, Jamie?” said some of the friends of an old Scotch elder as he lay dying.
“Oh, Robin, Robin, I never sought and found him,” answered the dying man.
“Oh, his mind is gane, and he will never recognize us again,” remarked the friend sadly.
But the old saint opened his lips, and faintly said: “Listen! Not I—not I—I never sought Him:
‘Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God,
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.’”
The old Scotchman had grasped the fundamental fact of Christianity, that Christ came to seek and to save the lost.
Dr. Charles A. Blanchard once related the conversion of a friend of his through