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
Some years after I again met Sister Wheaton in Los Angeles,
California, where her work was like it had been in New Orleans.
At one time, when she had kindly offered me the privilege of
going with her to some other points, I made inquiry about how I
should take my trunk. She replied: "Sister Josephine, pilgrims
for God do not need a trunk. One valise is enough." Many times I
have thought of that reply and the good it did me. I have never
known of a more earnest and self-sacrificing Christian worker
than Sister Wheaton. The results of her labors as she has gone
forth "weeping and bearing precious seeds," cannot be fully
known until with rejoicing she comes "bringing sheaves with her."
In loving remembrance of her, I am,
Yours in His blessed service.
JOSEPHINE COWGILL.
Haifo, Palestine.
MY FIRST STREET MEETING.
My first street meeting was in Washington, D. C., near the old
postoffice. I had spent the day in the jail, alms-house and hospitals.
I was then a stranger in the city. Some one asked me to go to a hall
where there was a little mission. We did so, and found they had gone
to the open air meeting. When we arrived the meeting was in progress,
one after another stepping out to testify or sing. No opportunity was
offered me to take any part in the meeting, as no woman was allowed to
testify. I looked to God in silent prayer to open some way for me to
speak to the people. At the close of their service I spoke, saying,
"The Lord has sent me with a message for you dear people, and now the
friends have closed their meeting and we will not detain them, as they
doubtless have other engagements." I began to sing and God filled my
soul with glory. The needs of those poor hungry souls rose before me,
as I sang and prayed, and the message of love came welling up in my
soul. I spoke to them of righteousness, the coming Judgment and
eternity. I had held meetings in many of the principal cities of
America, some in Europe and other countries. But that night God
anointed me for street preaching and for work in slums, dives and
saloons.
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