A missionary on furlough told this
true story while visiting his home
church in Michigan...
While serving at a small field
hospital in Africa, every two weeks
I traveled by bicycle through the
jungle to a nearby city for
supplies. This was a journey
of two days and required camping
overnight at the halfway point. On
one of these journeys, I arrived in
the city where I planned to collect
money from a bank, purchase medicine
and supplies, and then begin my two
day journey back to the field hospital.
Upon arrival in the city, I observed
two men fighting, one of whom had been
seriously injured. I treated him for
his injuries and at the same time
witnessed to him of the Lord Jesus
Christ. I then traveled two days,
camping overnight, and arrived home
without incident. Two weeks later I
repeated my journey. Upon arriving in
the city, I was approached by the young
man I had treated. He told me that he
had known I carried money and medicines.
He said, "Some friends and I followed
you into the jungle, knowing you would
camp overnight. We planned to kill you
and take your money and drugs. But just
as we were about to move into your camp,
we saw that you were surrounded by 26
armed guards."
At this I laughed and said that I was
certainly all alone out in that jungle
campsite. The young man pressed the point
however, and said, "No sir, I was not the
only person to see the guards. My five
friends also saw them, and we all counted
them. It was because of those guards that
we were afraid and left you alone."
At this point in the sermon, one of the men
in the congregation jumped to his feet and
interrupted the missionary and asked if he
could tell him the exact day that this
happened. The missionary told the
congregation the date, and the man who
interrupted told him this story: "On the
night of your incident in Africa, it was
morning here and I was preparing to go
play golf. I was about to putt when I felt
the urge to pray for you. In fact, the
urging of the Lord was so strong, I called
men in this church to meet with me here in
the sanctuary to pray for you. Would all
of those men who met with me on that day
stand up?"
The men who had met together to pray that
day stood up. The missionary wasn't
concerned with who they were-he was to
busy counting how many men he saw. There
were 26.
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(Thanks to Penny Tillett for this one )
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