"I was born a Moslem, but although I attended both a mission school and a Christian college my interest in Christianity did not begin until after I had decided not to continue my college work. Relieved of these studies I could devote myself to books on religion. My uncle is well known in North India as the compiler of dictionaries in Hindustani, Arabic, and Persian, and as the author of several books dealing with religious subjects. I was particularly interested in one book in my uncle's library, written in Urdu (or Hindustani) verse called 'The Prayer of a True Christian.' Moslems claim to be heirs of all the prophets and the sacred writings that preceded the revelation to the Prophet of Arabia. 'The Prayer of a True Christian' was written by a Moslem to controvert Christian teaching and was designed to show how Islamic religion was 'true Christianity' from which the Christians had gone astray. There were numerous references in it to various passages in the Bible. I read the book and re-read it. A thought struck me! Though I could not verify the references to the Old Testament I decided to see how this book compared with the New Testament, a copy of which had been presented to my father about the year 1898 by the Punjab Branch of the British and Foreign Bible Society. I had seen the book lie on the shelf as long as I could recollect, but it had never been read. Beginning to read the Testament I found things in it that I could not understand and other things that I could not half understand. I began with the Gospel of Matthew, and when I came to the Sermon on the Mount, I said: 'HERE IS SOMETHING VERY DIFFERENT FROM WHAT I AM ACCUSTOMED TO HEARING. CAN THESE THINGS BE SO?' There was nothing in the Koran that I could remember which spoke of such attitudes toward God and man. When I went over again some portions of the Koran I was more disconcerted than ever. When I came to the Gospel of John, I found an atmosphere altogether different from any I had ever breathed before. Here was God spoken of as loving sinful men. I had heard of God judging men on the last day, but never of God loving them in the present day. In fact, it had never occurred to me that God had anything so directly to do with men. It was strange! On the other hand, There were things in the New Testament that were extremely repugnant to a Moslem. I had, for instance, always imagined that the Christians worshipped three gods. Islam has laid great stress on the unity of God. 'There is no god but God' has been the creed of Islam throughout these centuries. It puzzled me that Christians could not see that there was only one God. I could not see how such a spiritual religion could go astray on the most fundamental question of all. 'If there seems to be any truth in Christianity,' I reasoned, 'it is what is left to it of the original teachings of Jesus. Truly the Injil (Gospel) has been subverted by the Christians.' There was another difficulty - the problem of the Cross. To an orthodox Moslem there is nothing more absurd than to believe that the Son of God was crucified for the sins of men. How can the righteous suffer for the unrighteous? How is it possible for one man to take away the sins of the whole race? To depend on fastings, endless prayers, penance and alms is understandable, but to think that mere faith is sufficient - why it is preposterous! Even disregarding other objections, a great gulf exists between Christians and Moslems. By common consent Christianity has been regarded among the people of India as the religion of the foreigner and outcastes. Consider the disgrace of accepting a religion of the outcastes! The term Christian is to us a synonym for a scavenger and a pariah. High-born men could not think much of Christianity! But I could not overlook the New Testament. I was rent between two types of teaching. I read other books on the subject, but for fear of arousing the suspicion of my parents I had to keep everything secret. I studied till late at night, long after everyone in the house had retired. I also sought out a Christian friend who had taught me in college, and had a long talk with him. At the end of the interview I was convinced of two things: first, that the Christians did not worship three gods, but only one; secondly, that sin is a far more serious affair than to be removed by fastings and alms. But I was more puzzled than ever. I tried to reason myself out of the situation and then tried to forget the whole matter. Anything true in Christianity I attributed to its primitive form, and its attraction for me I thought to be the suggestion of the devil. But I could not forget what I had discovered. I knew I was a sinner and that I needed a Savior, but I thought that Christ could not have anything to do with this. Weeks of suspense and agony passed. I was seriously in doubt and decided to READ THE GOSPELS AGAIN to see what faults I could find in them. But I only discovered that Jesus had a far larger place in them than I was willing to admit. 'God,' said I, 'if this is correct what shall I do? Can the New Testament be right after all?' Another thought deterred me. If I should follow the way of the Gospel I could not stay with my loved ones. I dared not think of all that was involved in my turning away from the faith of my fathers. But I had to make a choice between God and man. Jesus had anticipated this difficulty and said that His followers must be ready to give up everything to follow Him and that sacrifices in this world were recompensed by rewards from the Father in heaven. Finally I decided to give up my home, my family, and my friends, and as a result suffered many hard experiences which I cannot recount. On the first of May, 1921, I was baptized and was received into the fellowship of Christ. Was this giving up of home and kindred and the other things of life worth while? During these ten years that I have tried to follow Christ I have never for a second regretted the step, but have felt that it was the wisest thing I have ever done. My reward in Christ has been far more than I had expected. Christ has shown me that in and over and behind this confusing universe is a Fatherly Heart of Love. This is a revelation no amount of money can buy and no one but Christ can substantiate. In Him was the Love of God manifested to us and in Him are hid all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge. He is the answer to the cry of the human heart through the centuries: 'Oh that Thou wouldst rend the heavens' and come down; that men may see face to face in the invisible God Whom they worship. To know Christ is to have life. It is to know the best that life has to offer for which to live and to strive. In Him life finds its deepest yearnings satisfied and life gains its highest worth. Apart from Him life is not worth living. Those who have not learned to know Him have not yet discovered the eternal fountain of life from which a man may drink his fill and never drain it. It is this which fills life full of joy and peace.