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"Fred, did you ever read this book?"
My plans were interrupted by an SOS call of sorts to come visit a Sister
in
the State of Washington.
Somewhere in reading that first sentence the Holy Spirit gripped my heart.
If God through His Spirit touches your spirit, come join with us in this
weekly adventure.
For the glory of GOD alone,
To enroll in this class E-mail Brother Fred Wenger at;
That and perhaps two more statements
by visiting Missionary, Harry Rich, was the beginning.
The book was
entitled, "With Christ in the School of Prayer". I'm not sure exactly
what
I said, but I know I did all I could to avoid dealing with it.
I did not
want to enter into any discussion with Harry Rich (or anyone) about prayer
and especially my prayerlife. Somehow I warded him off.
Since he was
only
with us for 24 hours I thought I had pulled it off.
Know what? Soon after
he left I discovered it. Harry had left that unsettling book behind.
Assuming that it was an oversight, and without any interest in reading
anything else about prayer to make me just feel guiltier that I wasn't
praying enough, I planned to check his schedule and send it on.
Three weeks later I returned to Kansas and there
was that book. Now so much time had gone by that I settled upon a new
plan.
I would go next door to the church every morning and read aloud a chapter
a
day. I reasoned that even if it didn't help me in my prayerlife, it would
be good speech practice.
I was unprepared for what I would discover that very first day.
In the preface the very first words are, "Of all the promises connected
with
the command, 'Abide in me,' there is none higher, and none that sooner
brings the confession, 'Not that I have already attained, or am already
made
perfect,' than this: 'If ye abide in me, ask whatsoever ye will, and it
shall be done unto you.' "
With great difficulty I read on. It seemed as if every word was a personal
message to Fred Wenger.
Three pages later I sobbed profusely at the altar
of the church. It was groanings and utterings that the Holy Spirit had
to
translate.
I gathered myself together and read the First Lesson: "Lord,
teach us to pray or The Only Teacher".
Again, I hit the altar. This time
I
begged God to enroll my name in the School of Prayer.
(I must have been
placed in pre-school. One never graduates.)
I am interested in hearing feedback from all who are
involved so that this becomes a DIALOGUE on "Learning to Pray for Answers".
Br. Fred