Planting flowers on a recent grave in a little cemetery in the far West, a young man seemed overcome with emotion. A stranger passing, thought to comfort him by speaking a kind word, and as he drew near he observed a small cross at the top of the grave on which the words, "He died for me" were inscribed.
The story briefly told was that during the war, this young man, who was an only son was called to the front. His parents were well-nigh frantic with grief. A cousin, who was an orphan, volunteered to take his place, and in the first battle was slain. That young man lived because his substitute died, and he loved to confess it.
- John Ritchie, 500 Gospel Sermon Illustrations (Kregel Publications, 1987)
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