Monday, March 28, 2016

I Was Blind But Now I See




An ‘Infidel Reporter’: Blindness And Conversion 



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When I was preaching in Baltimore in 1879, an infidel reporter, who believed I was a humbug, came to the meetings with the express purpose of catching me in my remarks. He believed that my stories and anecdotes were all made up, and he intended to expose me in his paper.

One of the anecdotes I told was as follows: A gentleman was walking down the streets of a city some time before. It was near Christmas-time, and many of the shop windows were filled with Christmas presents and toys. As this gentleman passed along, he saw three little girls standing before a shop window. Two of them were trying to describe to the third the things that were in the window. It aroused his attention, and he wondered what it could mean. He went back, and found that the middle one was blind—she had never been able to see—and her two sisters were endeavouring to tell her how the things looked. The gentleman stood beside them for some time and listened; he said it was most interesting to hear them trying to describe the different articles to the blind child—they found it a difficult task.

“That is just my position in trying to tell other men about Christ,” I said; “I may talk about Him; and yet they see no beauty in Him that they should desire Him. But if they will only come to Him, He will open their eyes and reveal Himself to them in all His loveliness and grace.”
After the meeting this reporter came to me and asked where I got that story. I said I had read it in a Boston paper. He told me that it had happened right there in the streets of Baltimore, and that he was the gentleman referred to! It made such an impression on him that he accepted Christ and became one of the first converts in that city.

Many and many a time I have found that when the sermon—and even the text—has been forgotten, some story has fastened itself in a hearer’s mind, and has borne fruit. Anecdotes are like windows to let light in upon a subject. They have a useful ministry.


D. L. Moody — Dwight Lyman Moody (February 5, 1837 – December 22, 1899), also known as D.L. Moody, was an American evangelist and publisher connected with the Holiness Movement, who founded the Moody Church, Northfield School and Mount Hermon School in Massachusetts (now Northfield Mount Hermon School), the Moody Bible Institute, and Moody Publishers.

"13 They brought him who formerly was blind to the Pharisees. 14 Now it was a Sabbath when Jesus made the clay and opened his eyes. 15 Then the Pharisees also asked him again how he had received his sight. He said to them, “He put clay on my eyes, and I washed, and I see.” 16 Therefore some of the Pharisees said, “This Man is not from God, because He does not keep the Sabbath.” Others said, “How can a man who is a sinner do such signs?” And there was a division among them....24 So they again called the man who was blind, and said to him, “Give God the glory! We know that this Man is a sinner.” 25 He answered and said, “Whether He is a sinner or not I do not know. One thing I know: that though I was blind, now I see.”" (John 9:13-16, 24-25).






Wednesday, March 23, 2016

Miracle That Stunned Doctors




The Church That Cured Cancer







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It's hard to say which was in worse shape: the run-down century old church or the cancer-ridden 56-year-old man perched on it's crumbling steps.

For years, Greg Thomas would sit on those steps and pray when he walked his dogs along the country lanes in rural Minnesota. But in May 2009, he learned that the searing headaches, earaches, and jawaches that had plagued him for the past year were due to inoperable head and neck cancer. It had progressed so far that the doctors told Greg's family to start planning his funeral.

''I was sitting at the church one evening, pouring my heart out to God,'' Greg says. ''I kept looking at the building and the shape it was in. I said, 'Before I leave this earth, Lord, I'd like to do something for you'.''

Greg decided that that something was to fix the peeling paint and leaking roof, and mangled steps and the rotting floorboards. He approached the church's association with a deal: He would completely repair the building on one condition: ''That I get a key to the front door so I can go in anytime I want to worship.'' He warned that it would be slow going--he had just gone through three rounds of chemotherapy along with 40 sessions of radiation and had lost 66 pounds. They said yes anyway.

Incredibly, as Greg scraped paint and replaced boards, he felt himself stronger everyday. ''My oncologist was blown away'', Greg says. Long story short....His tumors were shrinking, medical scans revealed. Four years and 23 days after Greg's diagnosis, his doctors were able to remove his feeding tube --the one they fixed for his life time. Today, Greg's tumors are gone! and he no longer needs follow-up tests. And the Church? After five years of Greg's labor and love, it has been restored to it's former glory too!


--From Reader's Digest