There was once a protestant young man who fell in love with a Catholic girl. They knew each other for some time, during which she tried to convince him to embrace the True Faith. But the unfortunate man refused to become a Catholic.

At last, the poor girl told him that she could not marry him, not unless he was converted. For while she loved and respected this young man very much, she loved and respected God far more. She begged him to consider their relationship ended, and she asked him not to write to her again.

Brokenhearted, the young man went off to a country village to try to forget his grief.

Providentially, the hotel in which he stayed was near the village church, and from his room he could see the Tabernacle lamp in the church. The lamp became a fascination for him and as he sat at his table, he found his eyes irresistibly drawn to it. It became an obsession.

He asked the servant who had charge of his room what that red lamp meant. Smiling, she answered, "It is the red lamp that burns before the Blessed Sacrament."

The inexplicable obsession continued, and finally the protestant man resolved to enter the church and see it for himself.

On entering the church, great was his surprise to come face to face with the girl whom he had so wished to marry.

"What has brought you here?" he exclaimed, for they were both away from their home town.

"I came to nurse my aunt, who is ill," she answered, equally surprised. " And what," she asked in turn, "brought you to this Catholic church, you who refused to think of becoming a Catholic?"

He told her simply that the red lamp, which he could see from his room in the hotel, fascinated him and he had come to see it.

"Then continue," she said, "Our Lord Himself is calling you."

He did so and gradually his doubts and dislikes for the Church cleared away and he became a fervent Catholic…and the happy husband of the girl he loved!