"The only way to get your sins forgiven is to do good deeds, and accumulate as much merit as possible." "That way, too, is false. You know I was a vegetarian for many years." "Yes, I remember you when you lived in my native village, in my relatives' home, and when your first husband was ill. Ah, you were a strict vegetarian then!" "That is true, but God taught me the better way, and now I am serving Him. There is no need for me to lay up merit for myself, for I trust in the atoning Blood of Christ and stand upon His merit. Indeed, I have merited only condemnation, but God in His infinite grace has forgiven all." "The doctrine you preach is good, and it is quite true, but I am too old to obtain such happiness as you speak of." "No, you are not too old--the Lord Jesus wants you to come to Him. And the older you are the more important it is for you to believe quickly, so that you may escape the sufferings in the next world." "I should like to do that, but I do not understand. What am I to do?" "If you will come to see me in my own home, I will tell you more about Jesus and His teaching." With that invitation, Mrs. Lue left the old man, but she began to pray for him and for his salvation. She realized that it would not be easy for his darkened mind to understand the good news she had been telling him, and yet she felt that he would be saved. A few days later, old Grandfather Hsue appeared in her home. He had been thinking about the strange doctrine, and wanted to know more. Gladly Mrs. Lue explained the way of salvation to him, and pointed him to the Crucified and Risen Saviour. The next Sunday he came to the services, and it did not take him long to find out that he had at last come upon that which would satisfy his heart, and for which he had been longing in vain for many years. The old man, who had been bowing down to wood and stone for eighty years, was brought into touch with the Living God, who soon became a bright reality to him. He who had done his utmost to prepare himself for the world to come, learned to rejoice in the eternal inheritance laid up for him in heaven. His faith was so simple that it gave no room for doubt or reasoning. Like a child who, weary with chasing the shadows, nestles down to rest in his mother's arms, so old Grandfather Hsue turned from his weary search and vain strivings after peace, and pillowed his head on the loving breast of his Saviour, and there his heart found rest. A year later he was baptized, being then eighty-one years old. How our hearts rejoiced when we looked upon his shining face and listened to his bright testimony. Some months before his baptism we asked him, "Grandfather Hsue, what about your boxes of clothes and all your paper money?" "Oh, these false things are burnt. I fetched them down from the loft and made a bonfire of them." "Were you not sorry to see them burnt, seeing that you had prepared them so carefully, and had spent a lot of money on them?"