The Watchtower Society and John and Morton Edgar - A2Z.org

agonised in prayer that he might be saved from the ht.hiblefate which my creed taught awaits all who do not confessChrist. How fervently I urged my simple faith to " claim "my brother's salvation on the strength of the promise inJohn xvi. 2%" \i%atsoever yeaihall ask the Father inMy name, He will give it you 1 I clung to that word" whatsoever," and implored the Almighty to grant memy brother's salvation.On the day Jrrmcs dicr?, when I realiscd that he was soscon to pass itway, my prayers grew more passionate inmy fast-ebbing hope. Had my iaith proved too weak towin my brother's soul ? Was he to be forever lost becausea child of God in her weakness proved unavailingin prayer ? I mas bewildered and distressed, but stillsought to lay hold of the promise of God's own Word, andresolved that once again I would speak to my brother.I did so, asking him most tenderly if he would like me" to say a wee prayer wit11 him "; but, with closcd eyes.he murmured. "Oh, no." Ovcrwbeln~ed wit11 grief, Isought the quiet of my room to pour out in prayer mydeep anguish before the Lord.Later, when in the library, dear father questioned me asto the cause of my bittcr weeping. I told Ilini, bct\vecnmy sobs, of tllc dreadful fcars which fillcci 111y mind. Ithink father n~ust surely havc bccn finding consolation intl~oughts of the mercy of tllc Lord. whic11, as t11c Scril5tarf.ssay, " cndurcth for ever," for lie did not appear to be muchpertrirbed on Jamcs's account, though he showed concernat my grief. 1Ic \vent to the sick room, and before long1-cturnecl, saying in his kindly tones. "\).'ell, my dearlassie, you need never distress yourself any more aboutJames. I asked him just now if he \\-as trnsting in Jesus,and he answered, ' Oh yes, father.' " Words cannot expressmy unbounded gratitude to God who had thus so~r;lciouslycomfortcdn~e. Indeed, wasitlnot jilst likeHis'loving tenderness so to soothe the grief of His ignorant child 1.