Emphasis Preaching Journal

David Livingston was placed gently on his bed. Ill, few believed he could live until morning. A young boy was told to sit on the steps of the good physician's hut. If anything should be needed for the care and comfort of the man beloved by all, the youth should run and get the elders of the village. Hours into the night the lad heard a stirring from within. As instructed, he immediately went for help. When the elders arrived at the hut they found Livingston dead, kneeling in prayer beside his bed.