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Testimonies for the Church Volume 1 - A New You Ministry

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<strong>the</strong> afternoon. It seemed impossible <strong>for</strong> me to stand be<strong>for</strong>e <strong>the</strong> people. When myhusband asked what subject I would speak upon, I could not ga<strong>the</strong>r or retain a sentencein my mind. But I thought: If God will have me speak, He will surely streng<strong>the</strong>n me;I will venture by faith; I can but fail. I staggered to <strong>the</strong> tent with a strangely confusedbrain, but told <strong>the</strong> preaching brethren on <strong>the</strong> stand that if <strong>the</strong>y would sustain me by <strong>the</strong>irprayers, I would speak. I stood be<strong>for</strong>e <strong>the</strong> people in faith, and in about five minutesmy head and lungs were relieved, and without difficulty I spoke more than one hourto fifteen hundred eager listeners. After I ceased speaking, a sense of <strong>the</strong> goodnessand mercy of God came over me, and I could not <strong>for</strong>bear rising again and relating mysickness and <strong>the</strong> blessing of God which had sustained me while speaking. Since thatmeeting my lungs have been greatly relieved, and I have been improving in health.In <strong>the</strong> West we met reports amounting to little less than slander against my husband.These were current at <strong>the</strong> time of <strong>the</strong> General Conference, and were carried to all partsof <strong>the</strong> field. I will state one as a sample. It was said that my husband was so crazy<strong>for</strong> money that he had engaged in selling old bottles. The facts are <strong>the</strong>se: When wewere about to move, I asked my husband what we should do with a lot of old bottles onhand. Said he: “Throw <strong>the</strong>m away.” Just <strong>the</strong>n our Willie came in and offered to cleanand sell <strong>the</strong>m. I told him to do so, and he should have what he could get <strong>for</strong> <strong>the</strong>m.And when my husband rode to <strong>the</strong> post office, he took Willie and <strong>the</strong> bottles into <strong>the</strong>carriage. He could do no less <strong>for</strong> his own faithful little son. Willie sold <strong>the</strong> bottles andtook <strong>the</strong> money. On <strong>the</strong>ir way to <strong>the</strong> post office my husband took a bro<strong>the</strong>r connectedwith <strong>the</strong> Review office into <strong>the</strong> carriage, who conversed pleasantly with him as <strong>the</strong>yrode to and from town, and because he saw Willie come out to <strong>the</strong> carriage and askhis fa<strong>the</strong>r a question relative to <strong>the</strong> value of <strong>the</strong> bottles, and <strong>the</strong>n saw <strong>the</strong> druggist inconversation with my husband relative to605

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