One of the workers in the Chicago Home began to go blind in one of her
eyes. The sight kept failing until it was entirely lost. We had prayer,
claimed the healing on the authority of God's Word, and did not doubt,
although the sight was not restored immediately. For two months she could
tell but very little difference in the condition of her eye; but during
this time, she held steadily on to God's promise and did not doubt him. At
last God saw fit to give her the desire of her heart. Her faith was
realized and her sight was restored.
Chapter XVI
God's Care Over Me
A number of times during my life I have been exposed to danger, but have
always realized God's protecting hand. The incidents which I shall now
relate, show God's goodness and tender care for me. Truly he is a present
help in every time of need, and powerful to deliver under all
circumstances.
One time while I was still in the old home at Windsor, Missouri, I was
alone in the house. My parents had gone on a visit about twenty miles away,
and two of my younger brothers were somewhere about the farm. I was in the
room before the old-fashioned fireplace. Some embers had dropped out on the
hearth, and ashes had settled over them, entirely hiding them from view.
Presently I knelt on the hearth before the fire and began earnestly calling
on God, my calico dress resting on the covered embers on the hearth. Being
entirely absorbed in my devotion, I did not know that there was any danger
until the flames were going up my back. I rushed to the door, calling
loudly for help, in the hope that some one would hear me and come to my
assistance. My next thought was to run to the kitchen, get some water, and
throw it on the fire; but the thought flashed through my mind that if I
should run through the hall, the fire would get such a headway that it
would burn me to death. So I called on God earnestly: "O Lord, why is it
that I am left here to burn to death alone?" With all my soul, I threw
myself on his mercy. Like a good, loving, heavenly Father, he brought it to
my mind to go to the closed door and press my back tightly against it until
the flames were smothered. Although my clothes were nearly burned from my
back, yet I escaped without the slightest injury. Truly God proved himself
to be my wisdom and my deliverer.
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