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"Sure, it won't hurt."<br />

Sometimes when people say that, it seems they are almost doing you a favor to let you pray.<br />

But I prayed for her.<br />

When I got through, she looked in my face and said in Yiddish, "Bist du a Molech [Are you<br />

an angel]?"<br />

"O no," I said, "I'm a sinner that's been saved by the wonderful grace of God. I'm not an<br />

angel at all, never will be, and don't want to be, for in heaven I'll have a much better place than<br />

even angels. Angels could never make the choice that I had the liberty of making. And because I<br />

had the privilege of choosing Jesus, He is my Saviour this evening."<br />

<strong>The</strong> next day she called me into her room. "O I'm so glad you came back to me, because I<br />

want to tell you, Shendal, that I too now believe that Jesus is my Messiah and my Saviour. I'm not<br />

afraid to die, but I'm still so ashamed of the way I talked to you yesterday. Will you forgive me?"<br />

"Of course, I will."<br />

I left the room with wonderful joy and peace, because of this another miracle of grace.<br />

* * * * * * *<br />

15<br />

"WOULD THOSE PROMISES BE FOR ME TOO?"<br />

It was a rainy morning, the kind of day one would like to stay home and just pray, read, or<br />

do things that a housewife has to do. Nevertheless, I went to the hospital. I had a little time so I felt<br />

I should go up on second floor and read the Word and pray with a dear friend of mine, a Gentile<br />

Christian, who had had a stroke.<br />

Six months after I became a believer in the Lord Jesus Christ I started out as a missionary<br />

under a Baptist mission board. Because I was such a young believer and had more zeal than<br />

knowledge, they placed over me three counselors -- lovely Christian women -- who advised me<br />

and prayed for me. Most of all they loved me. I thank God for every one of them. <strong>This</strong> woman<br />

whom I wanted to visit was one of them.<br />

I found her in the reception room in a wheelchair. I could see that she was quite ill. Her<br />

face was swollen and her eyes were almost swollen shut with eczema. She was not alert. She<br />

thought she was in one hospital when she really was in another, and, of course, I was not about to<br />

correct her. I talked to her about the Lord. She seemed to respond very intelligently about spiritual<br />

things. I had prayer with her, read the Word to her and quoted the promises of God.<br />

All the time I noticed that there was another couple in the reception room -- a man and his<br />

wife. He was in a wheelchair.

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