Prevailing Prayer: What Hinders It?Moody, Dwight Lyman
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Prevailing Prayer: What Hinders It?
Moody, Dwight Lyman
Christian life; Prayer -- Christianity
I will tell you what I think it means to knock. A number of years ago,
when we were having meetings in a certain city, it came to a point
where there seemed to be very little power. We called together all the
mothers, and asked them to meet and pray for their children. About
fifteen hundred mothers came together, and poured out their hearts
to God in prayer. One mother said: “I wish you would pray for my two
boys. They have gone off on a drunken spree; and it seems as if my
heart would break.” She was a widowed mother. A few mothers gathered
together, and said: “Let us have a prayer-meeting for these boys.”
They cried to God for these two wandering boys; and now see how God
answered their prayer.
That day these two brothers had planned to meet at the corner of the
street where our meetings were being held. They were going to spend the
night in debauchery and sin. About seven o’clock the first one came to
the appointed place; he saw the people going into the meeting. As it
was a stormy night, he thought he would go in for a little while. The
word of God reached him, and he went into the inquiry-room, where he
gave his heart to the Savior.
The other brother waited at the corner until the meeting broke up,
expecting his brother to come; he did not know that he had been in the
meeting. There was a young men’s meeting in the church near by, and
this brother thought he would like to see what was going on; so he
followed the crowd into the meeting. He also was impressed with what
he heard, and was the first one to go into the inquiry-room, where he
found peace. While this was happening, the first one had gone home to
cheer his mother’s heart with the good news. He found her on her knees.
She had been knocking at the mercy-seat. While she was doing so, her
boy came in and told her that her prayers had been answered; his soul
was saved. It was not long before the other brother came in and told
his story--how he, too, had been blessed.
On the following Monday night, the first to get up at the young
converts’ meeting was one of these brothers, who told the story of
their conversion. No sooner had he taken his seat, than the other
jumped up and said: “All that my brother has told you is true, for I
am his brother. The Lord has indeed met us and blessed us.”
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