Prisons and Prayer; Or, a Labor of LoveWheaton, Elizabeth Ryder
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Prisons and Prayer; Or, a Labor of Love
Wheaton, Elizabeth Ryder
Evangelistic work; Prisons
And, brother, perhaps you are a slave to tobacco. Many times you
have felt that it was a dirty, useless, expensive habit, and you
get thoroughly disgusted with it, and perhaps you quit it for a
short time, and then how surprised and disgusted you feel because
you find what an awful hold it has got on you. It is worse than a
spell of sickness to try and quit it, and you soon take it up
again, realizing as you do so that you are harboring something
that is stronger than you are, appetite; and although you are a
strong, robust man you have to admit that it is your master. And
when you go home to meet your mother, wife, sister, you notice
them shrink away from the breath made foul by the poisonous
tobacco. And the times that it almost destroys the taste for
anything else, and you use all the more of it till the
disagreeable "heartburn" warns you that the deadly poisonous
nicotine is eating away at the lining of your stomach, and you
are more disgusted than ever, but you can't quit without
torturing yourself.
Oh, how I loved my beer, plug of tobacco and pipe before I was
saved, but I quit them all--drinking, chewing, smoking, swearing
and all immoral habits, and I would have died before I would have
indulged in any one of them in the least; but the _desire_ was
still there; at times I wanted them. And seven days after I was
saved I was convicted for sanctification or a clean heart. There
were some Holy Ghost Christian people who told me there was a
place I could get in the higher or complete Christian life where
God through Jesus' blood shed without the gate (Heb. 13:12) would
cleanse my heart from everything that was displeasing to Him, and
would so fill it with love and the power of the Holy Ghost that I
would be _completely delivered from all desires that were wrong_,
from anger, malice, pride, love of the world, lust, jealousy,
etc., and take away the appetite for beer and tobacco. I found
God's Word taught it, and believed He was "strong to deliver,"
and that it was God's will, even my sanctification (1 Thes. 4:3).
And I cried to God to give me "a clean heart, and a right
spirit," and he answered my prayer. It was done instantly. I
arose from my knees with a sweet sense of complete deliverance,
and such joy and perfect peace filled my whole being that I
couldn't praise Jesus enough for it. From that moment I have not
had the least desire for those things any more than if I never
had tasted them, and the very smell of beer or tobacco makes me
sick. This is a wonderful, grand deliverance. Now I am as free as
the very air--saved, sanctified, and sweetly kept by the power of
God.
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