Precious Memories - Page 13
The next morning we went to church where George had been invited to preach. The children didn’t say a word about not having breakfast. We had a wonderful service that morning and a great rejoicing. As we started home, George, Jr. said, “We didn’t have any breakfast, and I guess we won’t have any dinner!” By the time we got back to our little home, we were all laughing because George was asking us if we could sing “Victory In Jesus” now. He picked up a water bucket to go outside and bring in a fresh bucket of water since we didn’t have the water hooked up to our trailer. I said, “I believe God can turn that bucket of water into chocolate milk like He turned the water into wine.” So we joined hands and began to sing “Victory In Jesus” as George came into the trailer with the water. He laughed and said, “God is ready to feed you; let’s pray.” As we finished praying, we looked up and across the fairgrounds came the teenage son of the pastor from the church where George had preached that morning. The pastor was not at the church that morning because he had just gotten out of the hospital and had asked George to minister in his place. His son knocked on the door, and when we opened it, he said, “Brother Pike, daddy wants to know if you would mind coming out to the car for a minute? He’s afraid to get out in this cold weather.” When George got to the car, the pastor apologized and gave him an offering and said, “I was sitting, reading my Bible when my wife came home from church, and I asked her if she thought to take an offering for you, but she said that it was such a good service and everyone was rejoicing that she forgot all about it.” He had come over to bring it to us. You can imagine the rejoicing that went on in that little twenty-eight foot house trailer. It was like manna from heaven.
Later on, we were in Prattville, Alabama and George was in the bedroom of our little house trailer praying. I was sitting at the table, trying to figure out how to pay three bills. I had a little money, but it was not enough to pay all three bills, so I waited until George came out. I asked him which one I should pay. He said, “Remember the minister from Korea that we promised to send the offering to? Take every penny we have and send it to him!” When Dale, Ricky, and Cindy heard him, they said, “Daddy, if you are going to do that, we all have saved our money for Christmas, (which was getting close), but we want to send it, too.” They all went into their room and got their money and we sent it back to Korea.
Just before Christmas, Mr. Willie Foster and his family from Lanett, Alabama, whom we had become acquainted with from a tent meeting we had held there, came down to visit with us and begged us to go home with them and spend Christmas. We told them we couldn’t go until George had finished a revival we were having. So they stayed until the meeting was over and we went home with them. Our children had the biggest Christmas ever that year. We have pictures that were taken during that Christmas as they were showered with clothes and toys. You just can’t out-give God.