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"O sure!" I agreed.<br />

"Now don't leave there. Just stay there," he reiterated.<br />

I laughed within myself. How could I go anywhere? I did not have any money. But I did not<br />

say this to him.<br />

<strong>The</strong>y came and got me and fed me well. We went to the youth rally, and the Lord graciously<br />

blessed. Several were saved, and an offering was taken and given to me. I was so happy. Again<br />

God had answered prayer and had proven Himself true to the promise He gave me when He called<br />

me to do this. It was that He would take care of me.<br />

<strong>The</strong> next morning I phoned my aunt. "Aunt Bertha," I said, "I'm in town. I'd surely like to<br />

come out and see you."<br />

"Well, come on," she acquiesced, "but on one condition don't you mention that Jesus to me.<br />

But come on."<br />

I went out to her home and knocked on the door. She answered my knock and invited me in.<br />

<strong>The</strong>n she kissed me as any sweet aunt would. "Now remember," she cautioned me, "not one word<br />

about Jesus. Not one word."<br />

We sat down to eat supper. She poured a little bit of wine for herself and then poured some<br />

for me. I said, "No, Aunt Bertha, I don't drink."<br />

"O this won't hurt you."<br />

"No, I don't drink, Aunt Bertha."<br />

"Why won't you drink?"<br />

"Aunt Bertha, if I were to tell you why I don't drink anymore, I'd have to tell you about<br />

Jesus."<br />

"Never mind, never mind. Don't drink the wine then." Later on she said, "You know, Irene,<br />

I rented my apartment today to a priest just like you."<br />

I said, "Aunt Bertha, I'm not a priest."<br />

"Well, I told him you were. He and his wife and children are moving in tomorrow."<br />

"Aunt Bertha, he's not a priest either, or he wouldn't have a wife and children."<br />

"Well, if you're not a priest, what are you?"

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