Total silence remained in their home for the next four hours, till every one had been thoroughly verbally examined, and grandpa had settled every thing with them. They were all very scared now, and began the age old pattern of projecting in to what might happen to them with grandpa. Every one had at least one thought of may be grandpa was a magician or a prophet or an apostle with special powers as from God, to turn them in to dummies or eunuch's or some thing terrible should they fail his final examination's of them. The terrible problem for them all now, was, that they could not even look at or discuss their new fears with their fellow cousins.
Doubt began to move swiftly in to them, and almost flood them with over whelming fears.
Then one by one they began to move out in different directions to find a quiet place to pray. Even Clifford asked his grandparents for a ten minute recess so that he can go and pray first. Then one by one thy went in and came out, and went back to the place they had been praying in before hand, with out looking up to reveal their faces to their other cousins still waiting to go in. One by one their Nanna called for them, as each of their turn came up. And each time she handed them a small glass of water to drink, before they went in, to see their grandpa.
Finally grandpa came out and called them altogether, and with his arm around their Nanna's waist, smiled at each of them and said a prayer to God for them and for their blessing he has bestowed upon them, and they all went home with a sound happiness they had never before experienced. That night they all prayed to God for forgiving them their sins and for His full and complete Pardon, and the indwelling of the Holy Ghost. Hoping that they will become worthy of such a great and loving blessing of the indwelling of the Holy Ghost and their belief in the Gospel of Jesus Christ, that God has now bestowed upon them, for ever more. Later that night their granddad Bill Wallace took his wife Mary in to his arms and kissed her soundly, and they hugged each other for along time. Then Mary sighed softly and said she would call their pastor in the morning to arrange for the Baptism of all of their grand children, for next weeks Lord's day service. Which she did, ten minutes later, and all was arranged and set in motion for it to happen, and they both slept soundly as they had ever had done I the past.
P13………..Mary never questioned her husband on this procedure, just as she seldom questioned him on any thing relating to Christianity and Christian desciple-shiping, since the time the had been married, because the history of her own conversion was proof enough that her husband whom she loved very much, and knew equally that he loved her so too, had been right when he had refused to marry her till she had gotten straightened out doctrinally, to insure her self and bill that she was indeed the Woman, God had always intended to present to him, and him to her.
Bill always remembered how he was conducted by his first minister, in to recognizing that the Holy Ghost was indeed indwelling in him, those fourty three years ago, a month before he had turned fourty. Which was seven years before he had met his darling wife Mary Mclachlan.
And how important it was to do the exact same thing for any and all of his family members when the time became obvious to do so, and for any one else he was likely to meet along the road of Faith in the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
He knew that all of their grand children would carry on this same method of sifting the wheat from the chaff as it had been done with him, to their children and grand children and any one else who was likely to cross their paths, in their lives ahead, one day at a time. For he knew that the road of Faith demanded a high price, and an exacting one of obedience through Faith being put in to action on a day to day basis. Faith with out works is surely a dead faith.
Life he knew was a precarious thing indeed made even more precarious by Man's totally fallen nature, since the fall of Man in and through Adam, and the seed of Adam.
Just as if God had kept on using the same piece of imperfect clay, from which to fashion other vessels of clay as he had done with Adam. We all came from the same piece of clay in Adam and in his seed. And that every one every where in all generations is of the same ilk, from the same corrupted seed in Adam.
