as evident to
all that there was no hope of his recovery, but he and his wife were
the only ones who remained calm about it. Many doctors came to ask if
they could do anything for him; some out of kindness, others to enrich
their own pockets. But Mr. Lue only replied, "No, you are not able to
do anything for me. I am going Home. The Lord is calling me."

His wife was blamed by everybody for "letting him die," as they put it.

"Why don't you try to save him? The Taoist priests would restore him
to health. Why do you not call them?"

"Because," she replied, "what you and the priests trust in, is all
false and powerless. Life and death are alike in the hand of God, and
He will do what is best."

The people shook their heads at her obstinacy; others declaring it
served her right. Her husband's death would be at her door, for had
she not angered the idols in leaving them? Mrs. Lue heeded them not,
for her heart was fixed. The Rock upon which she had built was the
Rock of Ages, and upon it she stood secure, firm and unshaken in the
time of trial. She knew whom she had believed, had proved His
faithfulness, and that He would remain though all else were taken from
her.

Mr. Lue, though glad for his own sake to go to the Home above, would at
times feel sorry for his much-loved wife and son, and would express his
regret at leaving them while the boy was still so young. But Mrs. Lue,
instead of complaining or murmuring against her fate, as others would
have done, gently encouraged her husband in the Lord, saying, "Never
mind about us. You just prepare yourself to meet your God. We have
Him, and He will take care of us. Do not worry." With words like
these she would comfort his heart, although her own was bleeding. But
she knew where to take her sorrow, and every day, and many times a day,
she fled to her safe and happy refuge.

When Mr. Lue was staying in the city and she was left alone, her heart
often went out in longing after him, and she was wondering anxiously
how he was. She felt lonely without him, and, try as hard as she might
be to cheerful, sad thoughts would come. Just then one of the
evangelists went to Kucheng to take the Sunday services. He was led to
speak on John xiv. 1--"Let not your heart be troubled, ye believe in
God, believe also in Me." That was the message Mrs. Lue needed. She
felt comforted, and, after the meeting, she started to read the whole
chapter. What treasures it reveal