Our particular church was going through some very trying times. The general fund was low and we found it difficult to meet our obligations each month. Not only were our essential needs demanding, but it seemed the Spirit of the church was dead or in the process of dying. Our church congregation was left with a deep concern that ‘things’ just weren’t quite right. We were experiencing a drop in attendance and an uneasy feeling was filling the atmosphere. This ‘malaise’ seemed to result in a general feeling of defeat and gloom.
So our Pastor asked members of the church to pray...entreating them to pray for peace, prosperity, health and, if necessary, for God to send someone to help pull us out of these circumstances. Thus, prayer began to break-out all over the church (which then numbered 100 to 150 people). At first there were only a few people who devoted themselves to prayer, but soon a small group began to pray in the church on Tuesday nights and Wednesday mornings. Prayer broke-out like wild fire and soon the entire church was devoted to prayer!
There was nothing really outstanding about this group...they just wanted to seek God for our church and our Pastor. So they asked God to bring us out of this ‘ailment’ we found ourselves in...or perhaps send some assistance...some help...for our beloved church.
Several days turned into several weeks of praying, but we saw no discernible results. We were all losing faith, asking, “Why isn’t God hearing us? What will it take for God to hear our cries, send help, or at least, ‘enlighten’ us as to what we must do as our part in the healing process?”
Prior to the beginning of one Sunday morning service, some of the parishioners took notice of a ‘visitor’ who occupied a seat in the front row. There was nothing really extraordinary about him except that he was by himself and wasn’t talking with anyone around him. He was wearing clothes that were ordinary to us all. No one recognized him or knew anything about him. When we asked his name, the man answered, “H.S. Christian. You can just call me H.S.,” he said.
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