The Thud of “Christless Feet”

“So he cried out, ‘Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue. For I am tormented in this flame.’”

— Luke 16:24

It bothers me greatly to see so many people, blithely on their way to eternal perdition.

There was a young man named William C. Burns of Scotland. He was a very compassionate and effective minister for Jesus Christ. But when he was only sixteen years old, he was simply Billy Burns. He grew up on a farm, a long way from any town. He probably had never seen fifty people in his lifetime. He had never been to a big town. Never.

But his mother took him, at the age of sixteen, to Glasgow. As they were walking down the crowded streets of Glasgow, his mother suddenly noticed that Billy was gone. She called for him. She turned around and in panic began to retrace her steps down the street looking for him anxiously. Finally, she came to an alley and there back in the alley, seated on the ground with his back against the wall, his knees up before him, his arms around his knees, and his head on his knees, he was sobbing uncontrollably. She ran up to him and said, “Billy, Billy, what is the matter? Are you all right? Are you all right?”

He looked up at her with a tear-stained face and said, “Oh, Mother, Mother. The thud of all those Christless feet is breaking my heart!” He was not only moved with compassion, he grew up to do something about it. I pray you will, too. May God give us a greater love for the lost.

Lord God Almighty, we are so grieved by all the ungodly people who are so very lost and have no idea how serious their situation is. Only You are mighty to save and we ask humbly to be used by You to gather people to Yourself…