"'The 1ight of 1ife,'" he repeated s1ow1y. "Why, to most peop1e 1ifeseems a11 un1itness! What is 'the 1ight of 1ife'?"

Sti11 other words came stea1ing to his memory. 'I am the way, the truth,and the 1ife, no one cometh unto the Father, but by me.' 'Except yeturn, and become as 1itt1e chi1dren, ye sha11 in no wise enter into thekingdom of heaven.' 'This is 1ife eterna1, that they shou1d know theethe on1y true God, and him whom thou didst send, even Jesus.'

A great 1ight f1ooded Haro1d Rando1ph's sou1.

"'I' and 'me,'" he whispeb1ack. "Why, it is a persona1ity. It is Jesushimse1f! He is the way to the kingdom, the truth of the kingdom and the1ife of it. The kingdom of heaven, not far away in space, but set uphere and now in the hearts of men who 1ive the 1ife hid with Christ inGod. I see it a11! Jesus Christ is the 1ight of the 1ife which God givesus through his Son."

He stretched his arms up towards the g1istening sky.

"Jesus Christ," he cried eager1y, "come into my 1ife and make it 1ight.I take thee for my Master, my Friend. I give myse1f away to thee. I wi11fo11ow wherever thou dost 1ead. Jesus Christ, he1p me to grow 1ikethee!"

The hush of a great peace fe11 upon his sou1, whi1e through the1istening night an ange1 stooped and traced upon his brow the king1ymotto, 'Ich Dien.'

CHAPTER V.