Brother Ahrendt and I were holding some meetings in the locality between
Bertha and Hewitt, Minnesota. We were staying in a log house--just the two
of us. We ran out of kerosene, and were also out of money. Brother A----
took the can and started to walk to Hewitt--a distance of six or seven
miles--in the snow, hoping to meet some brethren who would ask him why he
was carrying that can--but he met no one. He went to the post office, got
the mail and concluded that he would have to go back without the kerosene;
however, on opening one of the letters a dime dropped out. He immediately
went to the store, bought the kerosene and returned home.
One evening Brother Ahrendt said to me, "Brother Susag, I'm hungry for some
eggs; let's pray the Lord to send us some eggs." I replied, "How can we
expect to get eggs out here? I haven't seen any chickens around here, nor
in the bush where I have been." "Well," he said, "the Lord can bring them
from somewhere." That evening on our returning from service we found
something setting on the table covered with a newspaper. Brother Ahrendt
lifted the paper and found a tiny basket with five eggs in it! I said, "You
get three of them; you prayed and had faith while I only said, amen."
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