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Some years
ago there was a man called Tambring, who lived in a little town on the border
between Holland
and Germany.
He worked in a spinning mill and was a socialist and an atheist. One day his
little niece fell ill. His sister, who wanted to fetch a doctor, asked
Tambring to stay with the child. While she was tossing feverishly, the little
one said, "Uncle, pray that I may get well again." He could not
pray, "Uncle, pray!" the child begged. Much embarrassed, he tried
to calm her, but in vain. "Uncle, if you don't pray I shall have to
die." Then, strong man that he was, he fell down beside the little bed
and cried, "O God, if there is a God, hear me and heal the child."
The little one smiled, and laid her head on the pillows. She fell asleep, and
her breathing grew more regular. A profuse perspiration broke out, and when
her mother returned some hours later with the doctor he said in astonishment,
"The child is saved." Tambring went quietly into his room and
locked the door. He prayed again, and the God who heard his prayer for the
child likewise answered his cry for salvation. He came out of the room a new
man.
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