Precious Memories - Page 12
During the time he was seeking God, we attended a church service where a couple from California were ministering. They were strangers to us at the time. After the brother preached that night, he was ministering to the sick and needy, when, all of a sudden, he walked back to where we were sitting and laid his hands on our heads. He spoke prophecy to us like this: “I have heard your prayers and the thing you are concerned about is in the hands of the Lord. The child shall be a man child, and the hand of the Lord shall be upon him at an early age, and he will be of a quick understanding.” There was more to this prophecy, but it has been so long, that I can’t remember it all. I knew this was true prophecy because my spirit bore witness with it. Sure enough, not long after this, our son David Paul was born. The hand of God has been on him all of his life, and Satan bids high for him over and over, but we just rest in God knowing that someday he will do a work for Jesus.
I remember traveling down a dark lonely highway one night, hundreds of miles from home. David, who at this time was just big enough to stand on the front seat of the car beside his daddy, began to sing praises to God. Everything in the car had been quiet for miles because the three children in the back seat were tired and weary from traveling, and it was getting very late. The Spirit of God filled the car with such glory! I had never experienced anything like it before. David was singing praises that a small child his age knew nothing about, and as he sang, he began to sob. The more he sang, the deeper the sobbing became until there was not a dry eye in the car. We all wept and praised God, knowing it was a visitation from the spiritual world. God always has a way of renewing our strength. It reminds me of how God had Boaz to order his laborers in the field to drop a handful of grain on purpose when Ruth was gleaning the fields. So many times, when we would be worn and weary, God would command His angels to drop a handful on purpose. A special blessing would come our way to encourage our hearts, and we would find new strength to continue on. “We are His workmanship created in Christ Jesus.”
While going through a very hard winter in 1960, we were living in our little house trailer and had it parked on a fairground. One Saturday night, a minister’s wife asked us to go to a meeting with her where a well known evangelist was preaching. That night he was showing slides of a mission in Korea where little children were eating the bark from trees to stay alive. After the slides, the minister pleaded the cause of these people, and as the offering plate was passed, George asked me if I had any money at all. I whispered and told him I only had thirty-one cents that I was going to buy a loaf of bread with on the way home so I could at least give the children a piece of toast before I put them to bed. He whispered back and told me to give it as an offering. George never carried money; he had purposed in his heart not to handle or carry it. He did this when he first started preaching, and he made a vow to the Lord not to handle money because he had seen so many ministers fall into snares because of money and worldly gain. I dropped the only money we had into the offering plate, and we made a promise in our hearts to send this man an offering as soon as possible. We went home that night happy but hungry. Just before we went to bed, George mentioned that it would be good to have something to eat, and George, Jr. looked up and said, “Daddy, I would be ashamed to think about eating after seeing those little children tonight.” What a rebuke from a ten year old!