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A
remarkable story reminiscent of the Biblical parable was related at a crowded
revival meeting conducted by Pastor Jeffreys at the Welcome Hall, Tunnard
Street, last night, by Mrs. Altoft, a Little Coates woman, who claimed that
after being wheeled about in a spinal carriage for nearly eleven years,
suffering from what was thought to be an incurable disease, she “suddenly
felt the power of God” at a recent Revival Meeting, and rising from her
carriage walked up the Hall to the platform. The big following that the
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It was a
strange scene. Standing on the platform alongside Pastor Jeffreys, this
trail, little woman, looking supremely happy, told her story with a calm
deliberation. Her testimony was supported by the spectacle of the spinal
carriage which was suspended from the wall near by, and bore upon it in chalk
the words: “She is not here, but is risen.” The narrative was punctuated here
and there with deep-throated “Hallelujahs” and “Glorys” from the members of
the audience. Here is Mrs. Altott’s own story as related to the Telegraph:-- |
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“For many
years I have suffered from an internal trouble and have been treated by
numerous doctors, all of whom declared that nothing could be done to cure me.
In April, 1911, I took to my bed, but I craved for the open air, and as I
could not even sit up, a bath chair was of no use. So my husband hired a
spinal carriage during the fourth year of my illness, but this was sold by
its owner. With the help of a few kind friends, my husband was able to get
one made for me, according to our own measurements, so that it could be
wheeled alongside my bed. The only change I got was when I was lifted from my
bed into the spinal carriage, and wheeled out into the open air. I was never
dressed, in fact I parted with all my clothes in the belief that I should
never need then again. Many times I thought my end had come. |
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“On more
than one occasion women have been fetched to my bedside to prepare my body for
burial. But, thank God, Pastor Jeffreys came to |
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“Not only
can I walk now, but after fifteen years I can see without wearing dark
glasses. I can look at the electric light without blinking, whereas before,
the smallest particle of light caused dreadful pain. I am a new being from
top to toe, free from morphia taking, although I was told I never would be
able to give this up. I am full of joy that where human skill failed, the
Great Physician has brought life, new resurrecting life, and gladness even to
me.” |
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There were
others who gave their testimony last night: a man who claimed to have been
cured by a double rupture after 13½ years; a woman who said a tumour had
disappeared after being “anointed” by the Pastor; a youth who asserted that
he had been cured of consumption; while a mother testified that her
eight-years-old child, whose hand had been paralysed from birth, could now
use it perfectly. |
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“I have
been on crutches for years,” declared another convert, “but got anointed, and
am walking about now without crutches at all.’’ And this man stepped upon the
platform and walked unaided along the aisle, while the crowd sang and
cheered.--(Grimsby Daily Telegraph,
March 10th, 1922.) Quoted from The Elim
Evangel. |
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From: Confidence, No. 129, April-June 1922,
pag. 28, 29, |