At a Ministers' Meeting at Tulare, California, in 1945, while the noon
lunch was being served, I was sitting in the chapel with my head bowed on
the chair in front of me, praying for a certain amount of money, not
expecting any money at that meeting. Soon I felt the confidence that the
Lord had heard prayer and dismissed the matter from my mind. A few minutes
later a man came and sat down beside me and said, "Say, how do you get your
expenses; do you get a salary for traveling around this way?" I answered,
"No, I have no salary; I pay my expenses as the Lord puts it into the
hearts of the brethren to give to me." "Well," he said, "the Lord told me
to come over and give you this."
And he handed me the very amount I had been asking the Lord for!
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Brother Renbeck and I were holding a meeting out near Kellys, North Dakota.
After the service one afternoon I saw Brother Renbeck sitting in a corner
of the room weeping. I went over to him and asked him what was the trouble.
He said, "I am weeping because there were not more sinners in the meeting
to get saved, for if there had been more there, more would have been
saved." To which I replied, "Keep on weeping."
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