The evangelist, Charles Inglis, tells the following remarkable story of God's working and deliverance with its amazing sequel.
A lady stood up in a prayer meeting in an eastern American city, where she spoke as follows:-- “Some years since my husband was traveling in Europe, and I was left alone with my maids in a large, lonely house in a western State. One evening, after our usual reading and prayer, we retired to our several rooms. As I entered my room, I happened to look into a mirror at the opposite side of the room, and was horrified to see the reflection of a man crouching behind my wardrobe.
I was tempted to cry aloud for help, but knew it would be useless, and determined to put the faith in God, about which we had been reading, to the test. I walked as courageously as possible, though trembling in every limb, across the floor, took my Bible from the table, and sank into a chair. In a voice as steady as I could make it, I began reading aloud the fifty-third chapter of Isaiah. I then knelt and prayed aloud, telling God how we were unprotected women, and imploring Him to protect us from thieves and robbers and all evil persons. I had barely risen and sunk once more into the seat, when a hand was laid on my shoulder and a voice said; 'Do not cry out or be frightened, for you are perfectly safe. I came here to rob this house, but that chapter is one I used to hear my mother read, and your prayer reminded me of the prayers she offered. I am going now. You need fear nothing.'” After the prayer meeting, a man came up to the woman and said: “I suppose you would forgive a person an injury they had done you, now matter how great it was?” “Yes,” she said. “Well,” said the man, “I know the story you told tonight is true, for I am the thief you told about, and your reading the Bible and your prayer that night led to my becoming a Christian.”
I was tempted to cry aloud for help, but knew it would be useless, and determined to put the faith in God, about which we had been reading, to the test. I walked as courageously as possible, though trembling in every limb, across the floor, took my Bible from the table, and sank into a chair. In a voice as steady as I could make it, I began reading aloud the fifty-third chapter of Isaiah. I then knelt and prayed aloud, telling God how we were unprotected women, and imploring Him to protect us from thieves and robbers and all evil persons. I had barely risen and sunk once more into the seat, when a hand was laid on my shoulder and a voice said; 'Do not cry out or be frightened, for you are perfectly safe. I came here to rob this house, but that chapter is one I used to hear my mother read, and your prayer reminded me of the prayers she offered. I am going now. You need fear nothing.'” After the prayer meeting, a man came up to the woman and said: “I suppose you would forgive a person an injury they had done you, now matter how great it was?” “Yes,” she said. “Well,” said the man, “I know the story you told tonight is true, for I am the thief you told about, and your reading the Bible and your prayer that night led to my becoming a Christian.”
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