How I Know God Answers Prayer: The Personal Testimony of One Life-TimeGoforth, Rosalind
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How I Know God Answers Prayer: The Personal Testimony of One Life-Time
Goforth, Rosalind
Prayer
While in Tientsin with my children during the revolution in 1912, I had
occasion to go into the Chinese city with my servant. We visited three
stores. On our way home by the tramway I discovered I had lost a
five-dollar bill and one of my gloves. I had foolishly put the bill
inside the glove. Ashamed to let the Chinese servant know of my
carelessness, I sent him home when we reached the end of the tram line.
As soon as he was out of sight I took the tram back to the city. On the
way I confessed to the Lord my carelessness, and asked him to keep the
glove and money, and lead me to where they were. I retraced my steps
back to two of the stores where we had been. As I entered the second,
which was a shoe store, a number of men were in the shop; but there,
right in sight of all, on the floor lay my glove, and I knew of course
with the five dollars inside. It was with a heart full of gratitude to
my loving Heavenly Father, and an enlarged vision of his love, that I
picked up the glove and returned home that day.
* * * * *
On one occasion when on furlough with several little children, and my
husband in China, I had no settled home. When the time came to do the
sewing for the long journey back to China, I had simply no way to get it
done. I just had to look to the Lord; and, as so often before, he was
again faithful, and opened the way. When shopping down town, one day, I
met a minister's wife from a distant country charge, who said: "I want
you to come with all your children, and get your sewing done with me. A
number of the ladies of our congregation sew well, and will be delighted
to help you."
I gratefully accepted her invitation, and while staying with her a
sewing-bee was held in the church. In one week the sewing was finished,
which would have taken me many weeks of hard, constant labor to
accomplish alone.
* * * * *
The winter of our return from China, after the Boxer tragedies, I felt
keenly the need of a good sewing machine, as I could not possibly do
the children's sewing by hand and still get time for meetings. One day,
as my husband was leaving on a deputation tour, I asked him for money
for a machine. He assured me it was impossible; that we had only
sufficient for bare necessities. I knew well he would gladly give me
money for the machine if he had it. So I laid my need before my Father,
confident that he knew it was a real need, and that according to his
promise he could and would supply it.
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