I was
holding another meeting in |
I lay
there five days, and then came a puzzling circumstance. I began to get
hungry, which usually means that the fast is called off; but I knew that I did
not have the victory I was praying for, so I decided to remain in there until
I heard from Heaven, or died in the log. My hunger was increasing and I was
feeling weak, both of which were usually good evidences that the fast was
called off, or that I was through. I mention this to show the danger of
getting in ruts, as God works entirely apart from ruts. |
The log
was somewhat small, so that I was slightly cramped, and occasionally
stretched out as best I could, by extending my arms out in front of me. While
I had been telling the Lord that I was hungry and also that I was not
satisfied thus far, on the second twenty-four hour watch after I began
getting hungry, as I stretched out my arm, my hand struck something unusual
there. I found more like it and, gathering them up, I concluded that they
were acorns, and was impressed to eat them. Well, I never was fond of acorns;
but, oh, they tasted so good. But I said, "How could acorns get in
here?" as these seemed fresh. How long had they been in there, and how
did it come that I had not felt them before, as I had been extending my hand
out that far for some time? These questions came up and had to be met some
way. Well, I ate the six acorns, and felt refreshed. This was at |
Well, I
spent four hours more there, and then saw thirteen men and women down
a-praying just outside the schoolhouse that I had been put out of ten days
before; and they did not know that I was in the neighborhood. So out I got;
and as I started down the hill, here came the man who had put me out of his
home and the schoolhouse. He was bareheaded, and looked like Indians I had
seen in Dakota, so wild and reckless. I didn't know just what to make of his
actions. But I knew that I was in order, so we met, and he shouted, "O
brother, pray for us. I am so glad to see you. Pray for us. I have been in
hell these ten days." So we got down there by a log, and if ever you
heard a man pray he did. He surely was in earnest. We remained there two
hours pleading his case, and he prayed through in good shape, and said,
"Now, come into our home again, and we will open the schoolhouse
tonight." So we had a blessed time there for three weeks. Many sought
and found God, all because I stayed in that hollow log even if I did get
hungry. Oh, folks give up too quick; they just do whatever Satan says. Satan
drove me out of that man's home and out of the schoolhouse; and if I had done
as many would have done -- gone off and given it up – where would those souls
have landed? |
Someone
found out by some means that I had been in that log and claimed that the
squirrels fed me; and on the way to my lodging apartments he overtook me, and
said, "Mr. Bevington, I understand that you have been up on the hill in
a hollow log, and that you claim the squirrels fed you acorns there." I
said, "How did you learn such stuff as that?" "Well, I got it
straight, and I want to know the truth of it." "Well, I would like
to know where you heard it." "Never mind that. Answer my question,
please." "Well, Sir," I said, "I did and do claim that
six squirrels fed me three times a day." He stopped me on the road, and
said, "Mr. Bevington do you know that you are a thief? " "No,
Sir, I don't know that." "Well, Sir, you are, and I can prove it to
you. Those squirrels were putting up their winter food, and you ate it all
up." Well, I tell you that staggered me. I said, "Could it be
possible?" It looked like it, so I went home considerably worked up
about that transaction. The next day, for a better under standing of it, I
went up there at |
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From: REMARKABLE INCIDENTS And MODERN MIRACLES
Through PRAYER And FAITH By G. C. Bevington |