to her home. The moment I opened the door and entered the room she cried from her bed, ‘Oh, Brother Norris, I have been a professing Christian for forty years. I am now dying, and have just found out in my dying hour that I was never saved at all.’ ” The horror of it! to be a professing Christian for forty years, and never find out till your life’s at an end that you have never really been a Christian at all. Better find it out then than in eternity, but better find it out in the dawn of your professed