When my mother was alive I would go into Manhattan
to visit her about once a week. During my visits I never mentioned God or Jesus, because this would upset her and she
would rail out at me. On one of my visits, the persecution was so bad. I hadn't said anything to provoke this. At the
end of this visit I was walking to the subway to go home. I felt so
bad and asked God to please help me. All of a sudden
there was a church in front of me. When I looked up over the
doorway, there carved in stone was the most beautiful
scripture -- Ro. 10:9 That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the
Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart
that God hath raised Him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. I
really rejoiced over this and thanked God for showing me
this scripture.
Some time after this my mother, who was almost 101 years old was in the hospital. We were told that she had
Pancreatic Cancer. I was scheduled to meet with
other members of Jesus Mininsties in Dallas. I asked my mother
if she wanted me to cancel the trip and stay with
her. She said "No, you go." When we were gathered together in
Dallas, I asked if we could have prayer for my
mother who was dying of cancer. Joan said we could and asked me
what I wanted everyone to pray for. I said "That
God would take my mother quickly and not allow her to suffer any
more, and to grant her salvation. A few hours
later I received a phone call from my sister saying that my mother
had died. I do believe our prayers were answered, and
that at the last minute she was saved.
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