Precious Memories - Page 22
During the year of 1963 or 1964 while we were in Tucson, Arizona living in a trailer, George had gone up into the mountains to pray. For some reason, I felt a real heavy burden on my heart and had knelt in the living room to pray. Unexpectedly, George returned home and came in real quietly and knelt down and prayed close to me. After a while, when we got up from our knees, George asked me if I could have everything ready to leave the next morning to go back home. I was shocked, because I knew he had planned to stay in Tucson for a while. I questioned him concerning this sudden decision, but he just said he felt to go home.
I got everything ready, knowing we didn’t have any money, but I knew if God wanted us to go home, He would provide. Sure enough, early the next morning a delivery truck came driving up to our door with a special delivery letter from Cincinnati, Ohio from a brother in Christ. This letter contained a money order and a testimony saying he had promised the Lord that if his foot was healed after George prayed for him, that he would send the money it would have cost him if he had gone to the doctor to help in the work of God. So God had confirmed the fact we were suppose to go to Georgia.
Later, George told me why he felt to go home. At this time, his family lived in Memphis, Tennessee, while mine lived in Georgia.
On the way to Georgia, we stopped at a roadside park to fix something to eat. While I was cooking, George walked off down into the woods to pray. When he came back and we finished eating, he told me the Lord had spoken to him and told him he was to stop by Memphis, Tennessee to see his family before we went on to Georgia to visit with mine. (The Lord works in mysterious ways, His wonders to perform.)
So real early on Sunday morning, probably 3 or 4 o’clock, we reached his parent’s home and were surprised to see all the lights on and to find them still up. As soon as we greeted them, we found the reason they were up. His youngest brother, who was about 22 years old, was very sick and had been sick for days. George talked to him and prayed for him and he was able to go to sleep. Early on Sunday morning, a local pastor found out we were there and came by and asked George to minister at his church that morning. His brother went to church with us that Sunday morning. Some friends of ours invited us to come over for dinner that next evening and we accepted their invitation. His brother went with us and there was quite a number of people there for dinner, so we prepared the dining room table for the men so they could all eat first.
This sister that we were visiting set George’s plate at the head of the table and set his brother’s plate to George’s left, next to him. As they served the plates, all of a sudden, his brother pushed his plate forward and arose from the table and walked out on the front porch. George said immediately the Lord brought to his mind the vision he had while in Arizona that caused him to come back home. He had not mentioned this vision to me because he didn’t want to trouble me. In the vision, he was seated at the head of a long dining room table. My dad was seated to his left. (My dad had severe heart problems at this time.) He said in the vision, all of a sudden, my Dad fell away from the table with heart failure.
George got up and went out on the porch where his brother was, and his brother was having problems breathing and asked him to please take him to the hospital. They carried him to a nearby hospital and they put him in intensive care and diagnosed it as congestive heart failure. He was there for about a week before he went on to be with the Lord. George was torn up, but he realized that God had brought him home to spend some time with his brother before his death.