One day the late Dr. Dale, of Birmingham, was writing a sermon, and when half-way through, the thought of the living and risen Lord broke in upon him as it had never done before. “Christ is alive!” I said to myself. “Alive!” and then I paused. “Alive!” And then I paused again. “Alive! Can that really be true? Living as really as I myself am? I got up and walked about, repeating, “Christ is living! Christ is living!” At first it seemed strange and hardly true, but at last it came upon me as a burst of sudden glory. It was to me a new discovery. I thought all along I had believed it, but not until that morning did I feel sure about it. For months afterwards the one great theme of his preaching was the living Christ.
