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We bowed our heads and I could see his lips moving in a silent prayer. Then his words became whispers, then they were a little louder and a little louder. Soon he was praying quite openly. Finally, he was praying loudly. I became so blessed I jumped to my feet, clapped my hands and exclaimed, "Boruch A'da'Shem!" (This means "Praise the Lord!" in Hebrew.) He thought this was a part of getting saved and he jumped to his feet, clapped and cried out, "Boruch A 'da'Shem!" Then he blinked his eyes and said, "He did it! He did it!" I said, "What did He do, Zada?" "He did it! He just now took my sins away. I have peace in my heart. I feel so clean. Really, He did it." He looked at the Christian Hebrew woman at my side. She had stopped her knitting while we were praying. Now she was weeping. He said, "Really! You don't believe me, do you? He did it! He did it! They're gone! My sins are gone!" He acted as though he had to persuade us, while all the time we had the witness in our hearts that the work was done. Well, praise the Lord! Faithful is He who has promised. I left the waiting room, and there, in front of me, was Zada's doctor, who was a cardiologist, a heart specialist, looking through his charts. I had forgotten we were right next to the nurses' station. What should I do? This Jewish man had been so loud and so emotional over what transpired, he could have had a heart attack! I hurried to the elevator, pushed the button and prayed, "O dear Lord, send the elevators!" I was afraid if anything happened to the man, they might even throw me down the elevator shaft. I got off the floor as quickly as I could. That man lived for several months. He led over fifteen people to the Lord Jesus Christ before God took him home to be with Himself. Thank the Lord! * * * * * * * 14 "NOT WORTHY OF MY PAY" We were extremely busy on the medical floor. Some of the aides were off, due to a current epidemic of flu, which made the chores greater for the rest of us. I had noticed the light on over a certain door for quite some time as I went back and forth to other rooms on very important tasks. I just could not answer that light. After I had passed four or five times, a woman came out and said, "What do you mean, passing this door so many times? My mother's light has been on for fifteen minutes and you don't even bother to come in here and see what she wants. I'm going to report you. You're not fit to work in this hospital. You're not fit to do this kind of work when you can ignore a light which is a call for help." She was so indignant.
All I said was, "Yes, ma'am." O I thank God He took the fight-back away from me -- the spirit of retaliation, the spirit of not wanting to "take this." I walked into the room. The lady's mother was a sweet-looking little lady, at least twenty or thirty years older than 1. Of course, she was helpless and needed assistance with the most trivial things. Her daughter could have done what needed to be done. I don't know why she was waiting for someone else. Evidently she did not want to do it. Now, the mother started to upbraid me, said she was going to report me and have me fired. She carried on and on, telling me what she thought of me, but I went ahead and did what needed to be done. Afterwards I fixed her linens, straightened her top sheet and bedspread, and tucked them around her. She was still angry. I said to her, "Momale [an endearing term, meaning "little mother"], Momale, I don't get paid for what I do. You're saying I'm not worthy of what I get paid. I don't get paid for what I do. I'm not doing this for money." "Well, what are you doing it for?" she snapped angrily. "Don't tell me that!" "I'm doing it because the Lord Jesus loves me and He loves you, and this is the only way I can show forth the love of God." "Don't hand me that. I know this is a racket." "No, it's not a racket. The Lord is very real to me and, little Momale, no amount of money in all the world could cause me to take from you what I have just taken were it not for the love of Jesus in my heart. It's the love of Jesus only." Her face turned red. "And you're not being paid at all?" she said, quite meekly now. "No, and my husband works in X-ray and he's not getting paid. We do this because we love the Lord." She turned a little redder still. "O I'm sorry that I acted like this," she apologized. "You will forgive, please? I have to be fed every meal, because I've had a slight stroke and I cannot feed myself. Would you feed me?" "O," I said, "I'd be glad to. Would you want me?" "O yes,' At noontime when the trays came around, I went into her room and before she started eating, I said, "Dear Momale, don't you pray before you eat?" "Ah, we sometimes pray afterwards," she said. "Would you want me to pray for you?"
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