Precious Memories - Page 16
Sure enough, when we got there, the town consisted of one building, with the post office, hardware, grocery and all in it. We found the little church we were sent to, and the pastor gave us a hearty welcome, but informed us that there was no money there. George told him that he wasn’t interested in how much money he would receive. He explained that God had sent us, and that He would supply our needs. The pastor said that their custom was to place a little box at the entrance of the little church, and if anyone wanted to give an offering, they would drop it in this little box. They didn’t take offerings during the church services. We told him not to change a thing for us, that our faith was in God’s Word and He would provide for us.
The first night of the revival, after church, the pastor opened the offering box and found a fifty dollar bill in it, to his amazement. This was over twenty years ago, when fifty dollars was a lot of money. He said that this had never happened before. God had proven Himself again.
While we were in this meeting in Canada, one night, I had already dressed baby Sue for church, and was about to wrap a big blanket around her, when I noticed that she wasn’t breathing. I grabbed her up and almost threw her into the arms of the lady where we were staying, but when I saw the expression on her face, I knew she couldn’t do anything. So, I grabbed her back and ran all the way to the little church where George was. As he saw me coming, he met me half way down the aisle, knowing something was wrong. He grabbed her out of my arms and began to give her mouth to mouth resuscitation, and she revived and gave a small cry. Then, he told me to sit down with her and not to worry. Everything would be all right. After life was restored to her, he went right on with the service that night, while I sat with her in my lap, afraid to look down at her for fear that she wouldn’t be breathing again. I never realized that night what a battle we were to have over the next few years, fighting Satan, as he tried so hard to take her life over and over again.
I am glad that Christ came to give life, and He made me to know that death is an enemy to God, and it is the last enemy to be conquered. Death is cruel, and God’s Word teaches us that we have passed from death unto life, so death has no power over us.
At this time, my eyes had not been opened to this great truth, so I fought a battle with death, as it wrestled hard to take our baby’s life. I was afraid to let George go anywhere without us, for he was the only one who understood how to work with her, to bring life back into her little body when Satan would attack her. Many times it looked as though she was going to die, but through Christ Jesus, I can report victory over Satan. She is a living testimony of the great power of God’s healing virtue. Now, she is over twenty, married and has a beautiful little girl of her own.