Precious Memories - Page 11
A few minutes later, someone knocked at the door, and I answered it to find a well-dressed, dignified man standing there. He introduced himself, and I recognized him as being the lawyer George talked to about the trailer. I asked him in and told him to sit down, and I called George. They talked to each other a few minutes, and lawyer turned to me and asked if I would like to see the trailer. Since it was in another little town, I answered, “Yes, maybe sometime, when we come back through, we can stop by and look at it.” He laughed and said, “It’s parked out here beside your front porch!” He and his wife, who had on a fur coat, had driven a truck over themselves and brought the trailer with them.
This was their testimony. She said that she was in the house and her husband was in the barn. She said she just couldn’t get George off of her mind, and when she went out to talk to her husband about it, he said it was strange, but the same thing had happened to him. He said there was just something that wouldn’t let either one of them rest until they finally decided to bring the trailer over to us. They left it sitting in our yard without a penny down, and monthly payments that we could meet. We had a celebration that night, and many people came over to witness what faith can do.
You can’t imagine what it meant to have a little place to call your own, and one that we pulled everywhere we went. God surely had opened up the windows of heaven and poured us out a blessing that was hard to believe!
Praise the Lord all you people. We are such privileged people to be living in this great day. This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it.
I remember that, in 1960, we were down in Elberton, Georgia, and we had our small house trailer parked behind the Church of God. We had just three small children at this time, Dale, 12; George, Jr. (Ricky), 10; and Cindy, 8. We were expecting our fourth child. Several people had come to George and told him about dreams concerning my death, so George was seeking God, and praying that everything would be all right because he was deeply concerned. Our little family was happy and content going where Jesus led us and trying to do what we could to build up the kingdom of God on this earth in our small way.