Our verdict had been given. With a word of com mendation the Judge discharged us, the ladies and gentlemen of the jury. The completed duty brought little relief. Instead there was a burden, a spiritual weight. Days of testimony and hours of deliberation had given an oppressive sense of the world's sin and suffering. The door of my church was open and I slipped inside. I was alone as the rays of the setting sun enhanced the rich colors of the windows. All was quiet. I dropped to my knees. Gradually in the solemn beauty of that sacred place I found peace. Here was sanctuary for me and for all who would come in faith believing. Thankfully I arose; my heart and mind felt calm and refreshed. I could go home now, but I would return often. In glad fellowship with God’s people I would worship the Christ who died that men might be forgiven. ; 4

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