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suffering Servant, who would be hanging on a tree, bearing our iniquities. God spoke of Him in the
Psalms as the One who would cry out, 'I thirst, I thirst.' God spoke of Him through the prophets.
They gave us shadows of One who was to come.
"And He did come -- the Lord Jesus, the Son of God. He came and was born in Bethlehem
just as He told Micah He would be. He did not have His origin just two thousand years ago, for He
is from everlasting to everlasting, the Alpha and Omega, as the Old Testament tells us. His goings
forth have been from of old, yet Micah cast a shadow of Him to come."
Thus I went through the Old Testament scriptures with her. Then I said, "Jesus said, '. . . my
Father giveth you the true Bread from heaven. . . . I am the Bread of life: he that cometh to me shall
never hunger. . . .'" She stayed a long while, and I thank the Lord, she found Jesus Christ as her
Saviour.
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6
A BRIDGE PARTY
On a Wednesday evening I was speaking in a church prayer meeting in a little city in
Central Illinois. After the service, one of the ladies of the church said, "O Sister Hanley, can you
stay over tomorrow? We have eight Jewish families here in our little town. We love them all;
we've been praying for them. I would surely like for you to visit them. Can you stay?"
I could not reject the challenge she threw out to me, so I told her I would stay.
"They're just as nice as they can be," the woman went on, " -- all of them. But there's one
who I think is going to be just a little hostile towards the gospel. She has shown this spirit when
others have tried to approach her."
"Well, let's go to her home first," I suggested, "and then we'll go to the others."
We were going to visit all eight homes that day. I was driving. It was a very bad winter day
with snow and ice on the streets. Presently, we pulled into the driveway of this one Jewish
woman's home. I knocked on the front door of a large enclosed summer porch. I heard a voice say,
"Come in." So I entered the sun room. I could smell that there was baking going on, and as soon as
she came out of the kitchen I could see that, indeed, she was baking.
"O excuse me," she said, "I thought it was somebody else at the door. I'm very busy. My
daughter is going to be engaged in a few weeks, and I'm baking cookies for the announcement
party."
"O you are?" I said, "Then I won't bother you. No, I'll just go on. Are you making the little
thin nut cookies?" (And I called them by their Jewish name.)