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If there was a God He must be available to help a soul in a tiet the secret of life, and so be ready tobut the body How could one find God? Had anybody ever found Him? Did anyone really think they had found Him? These were questions that beat in upon his soul day after day as he drilled hishard hours of discipline, or lay upon his straw tick at night while a hundred and fifty other ion had been too feeble and too hidden in her own breast to have made much of an impression upon him She had only hoped her faith was founded upon a rock She had not known And so her buffeted soul had never given evidence to her son of hidden holy refuge where he ht flee with her in tiirl blurred across his thoughts uncertainly, like a brightin the distance whose shadow fell across his dusty path But it was far away and vague, and only a glance in her eyes belonged to him She was not of his world

He looked up to the yellow sky through the yellow dust, and his soul cried out to find the way to God before he had to meet Death, but the heavens seemed like molten brass Not that he was afraid of death with a physical fear, but that his soul recoiled fro conquered by it and he felt convinced that there was a way to meet it with a smile of assurance if only he could find it out He had read that people had ination? The mere illusion of a fanatical brain? Well, he would try to find out God He would put hiht to be, and when he saw any indication that God was there he would cry out until he made God hear him!

The day he came to that conclusion was Sunday and he went over to the YMCA Auditoriu picture show there If he had happened to go at any tiht have heard sohtamused