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GOD'S FORD ON THE GO<br />
By<br />
Luella Marsh <strong>Ford</strong><br />
NEW YEAR'S EVE<br />
We invited my sister, her husband, and their two children to come to visit us over the New Year<br />
Holiday. <strong>The</strong>y arrived the last day of December. I had spent several days preparing for the occasion.<br />
I baked a date nut loaf, banana bread, pies and other eatables.<br />
New Year's Eve was our wedding anniversary. At the same time the Open Door Mission was to<br />
be open for a watch-night service. With unsaved loved ones and a husband who was not a Christian,<br />
what was I to do? I knew it was "<strong><strong>Go</strong>d's</strong> Will" for me to go to the watch-night service. I had a decision<br />
to make. <strong>The</strong> spirit was willing, but the flesh was weak. <strong>The</strong>n the devil reminded me of the weather.<br />
It was so foggy you could "cut it." <strong>The</strong> people who live in South Tacoma know what I mean. What<br />
would you do? <strong>Go</strong>d has to be first.<br />
I finally told the folks I had to go to the watch-night service. I told them if they were up when I<br />
got back, I would fix a lunch.<br />
Shirley said, "Mother, I'll go with you."<br />
So we started out into the foggy damp night. <strong>Go</strong>t to the bus line and finally got to the Mission in<br />
South Tacoma. <strong>The</strong> devil let me know I wouldn't ever be able to talk to my sister about salvation<br />
after leaving her at home.<br />
We left soon after the service closed a little after midnight and arrived home about 1 A.M.<br />
Everyone was still up and hungry. After a short time I had the table set and we had a nice lunch.<br />
<strong>On</strong> New Year's Day while I was making the turkey gravy, my sister asked, "What do you mean,<br />
Lue, by being born again?"<br />
Happy for the opportunity to explain salvation, I tried to answer her questions while I stirred the<br />
gravy.<br />
"Lue," she added, "I've always been good so I'm ready to die. Now, you were always in trouble<br />
as a child. <strong>The</strong> Lord or someone needed to do something for you."<br />
"No matter how good a person is he has to be born again in order to get to heaven," I continued,<br />
stirring the gravy. In fact, I think I spent more time on that gravy than on any gravy I ever made<br />
before or since. Talking to my sister at that moment was more important than getting the dinner on<br />
the table.<br />
<strong>The</strong> devil is a liar and the author of lies. ". . . for he is a liar, and the father of it." (John 8:44)<br />
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