to spare Mrs. Lue's life, if it would be His will, as we felt that
she was so much needed for the work at Kucheng. He graciously heard
and answered prayer, and Mrs. Lue began to take a turn for the better.
Slowly, very slowly the improvement showed itself. She would insist on
being carried to the services every Sunday, her husband fetching her
from her bed, and seating her in a chair in the little chapel, which
had become a sacred spot to her. There she would sit with closed eyes,
listening to the service. She could not read or sing, as she had no
strength to open her eyes even, but she said softly, "I can pray." At
the close of the service she was carried back to bed again, entirely
exhausted. But God, who knew her motives and saw the longings of a
heart full of love to Him, kept her from taking any harm through what
might otherwise have been considered very unwise.

What a joy it was to see her well! She had only gained, and not lost,
in her spiritual life during the time the Lord had laid her aside. She
had been chastened through her pain and suffering, through the
temptations from without and within, and would be more meet for the
Master's use than formerly. And so her later service proved. Often
when she went out shopping, or when any other business took her to the
street of the village, she would get an opportunity of witnessing for
her Lord. The shopkeepers and their wives would say, "Now, sit down
and tell us something of the Jesus doctrine first, and then we will
serve you." To that she gladly assented, and with pleasant manner and
convincing words, she would tell of the love of Christ, and what it had
done for her. It often happened that others came to listen to the
message; indeed, many went to her home for that very purpose, and to
each and all she related the story of her conversion, giving God all
the glory for having conquered when she had determined never to yield.
She told them of the blood of Christ and its cleansing power, and of
the great privilege of being a child of God. Mrs. Lue did not get
discouraged when they did not believe at once. "I do not wonder you do
not believe," she would say, "I was just the same once, and worse than
you. No power on earth could have made me leave my old way; but the
wonder-working power of God did it, and that same power will still
bring you into His fold."

Many strong opponents of the Gospel, many full of arguments and worldly
wisdom sought her out