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I was back
of Chillicothe, Ohio, one spring, holding a meeting; and the brother with
whom I was stopping came in, and said, "Wife, I don't know just what to
do as Bolly (the mare) was too lame to get to the barn, much less to take a
load of truck to Chillicothe." "Well," she said, "go down
to your brother's and get his." He went down, but came back without the
horse. She said, "Go up to my brother's." He went up there, but
came back without a horse. As they were talking in regard to what could be
done, as the people were depending on his load in town that day, I said,
"What is the matter with your horse?" "Come down to the
barn." I laid my Bible down and went out to the barn. The horse's limb
was swollen twice its normal size, and she could not raise it. She had eaten
nothing all night and that morning. The brother and I went up to the house,
and I said, "Brethren, don't you believe Jesus heals?" The sister
said, "Oh, of course I know that He heals human beings. When you were
here last fall, He healed our girl through your prayer. But Brother
Bevington, did you ever hear of His healing animals?" I said, "That
isn't answering my question. You will admit that He healed the girl last
fall." "Oh, yes, most assuredly, and we all three have testified to
that here in our church; and most everybody believes that Jesus did heal her,
but -- ." "Now," I said, "we don't want any of those
'buts' here in this case. Jesus didn't use them." "Well, what shall
I say?" I said, "If nothing but these 'buts' has a voice, you just
keep still." Well she just laughed heartily, and said, "You seem to
believe that He will heal Bolly." "Why shouldn't He?" "Oh,
Brother Bevington, I would be so glad if He would; not simply that Bolly
might be healed so we could use her; but it would stir this whole
neighborhood, and be a great help in this meeting." "Well," I
said, "what are we going to do about it?" "What are we going
to do?" she said. "It is up to you," I answered. |
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The
husband had been a silent listener. This was entirely new to him. I s aid,
"Can't Jesus heal Bolly?" Silence reigned for about twenty minutes.
The girl had come in, and also was a listener to what had been said. Finally,
she said, "Well Jesus healed me, and Bolly is worth more than I, so why
wouldn't He heal her?" Well, I just let them reason and think for about
an hour. Finally I said, "You folks are not getting anywhere. Can Jesus
or can He not heal this morning?" Another spell of silence gripped them
for about ten minutes, which was broken by the wife's saying, "Brother
Bevington, if you will believe, I will." I said, "Do you mean
that?" "Yes, I do." I said, "Come on." Then I said,
"Now, brother, if you can't believe, you stay here at the house."
He began to cry and we all stood there. Soon he said, "I will not stay
here. I will believe." We all went down to the barn, and I said,
"Now, lead her out here." "Oh, Brother Bevington, we can't.
She can't lift her foot over that sill." So I went in. I said, "I
will lay my hand on her limb. Each of you do the same, putting your hand s
below mine." So they did. "Now as we pray, we will move our hands
down as the Lord leads." I began to get warmed up on the subject, and was
impressed that we move our hands down some, perhaps an inch. Well, we kept
that up for about forty or fifty minutes; and as our hands went down, the
swelling went out, so that by the time our hands reached the hoof, the
swelling was all gone. Well, the man just wept like a child. He had never
seen anything like that. He took the mare out, hitched her up and took the
load to town; and there was not a limp, either on the way there or back. I
forgot to say that as soon as we reached the hoof the mare whinnied. Then we
opened our eyes, the swelling was gone. The man said, "She is now
hungry." He gave her thirteen ears of corn, which she soon had
demolished. He stood speechless and crying, while the wife and I were
rejoicing. |
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So, as the
woman had said, that was a great boon to our meeting, as the mare had been
limping all winter, and many knew of her swollen limb. Many came to the
meeting who never were there before, and quite a number got salvation. |
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From:
REMARKABLE INCIDENTS And MODERN MIRACLES Through PRAYER And FAITH By G. C.
Bevington |