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
I received your card Saturday night; and was very much surprised
to learn that you had gone so suddenly. But not our will but
God's will be done. Dear sister, I hope you and Nellie will have
a safe passage across the ocean and may the dear Savior be very
present to both of you. You have His blessed promise, "Fear them
not; for I am with thee."
Mrs. P---- and the husband were asking very kindly after you. Mr.
L---- could scarcely credit that you had gone home so suddenly.
Several others also in the hall wish you a special blessing in
your effort to win souls for the Master, who will reward you in
His own time.
Dear sister, you do not know and you will never know until you
are within the Pearly Gates, how many precious souls have been
brought to the knowledge of the truth through you.
May the dear Lord make us truly Holy Ghost workers and may we
have a desire to point sinners to Jesus--the all-sufficient
one--the author and finisher of our salvation. Glory to God! May
we be more and more like Jesus, humble, meek and mild, loving one
another as the Lord has also loved us. May we be clean, empty
vessels for the Master's use. Dear Jesus, do strip us of
everything that would hinder the blessing and would keep our joy
from being full. Write soon; and if we do not meet again on
earth, with God's help we will meet in heaven, Praise God!
Your loving sister in Jesus,
RACHEL SMITH.
SECOND VISIT TO EUROPE.
In the year 1896 the Lord made plain to me that it was His will that I
should again go to Europe. While in Washington, D. C., I was led to
return to Iowa, and there found that a band of missionaries who were
ready to start for Africa had been praying that I might come and go
with them as far as New York. When they saw me alight at their door,
they shouted and praised the Lord. When I asked them the reason they
said because God had answered prayer--that they had prayed God to send
me to see them off for Africa.
While we were holding a few meetings in Philadelphia I felt directed
to go on with them as far as London, so purchased my ticket with
theirs, taking steerage passage across the ocean for the third time.
Immediately after getting my ticket there came upon me a wonderful
outpouring of the Spirit and an assurance that was unmistakable that I
was in divine order. When I told those young missionaries I was going
with them as far as London they told me they had been praying that I
might be led to do that very thing. After a safe voyage we reached
Southampton in seven days.
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