Good Story about FAITH

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  1. Chilbuli Imli

    Chilbuli Imli Senior IL'ite

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    The Hot Water Bottle
    This story was written by a doctor who worked in South Africa...

    One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in
    spite of all we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny premature
    baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty
    keeping the baby alive, as we had no incubator (we had no electricity
    to run an incubator).
    We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the
    equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student
    midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool
    that the baby would be wrapped in.
    Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She
    came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle,
    it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates).
    "And it is our last hot water bottle!" she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying
    over spilled milk so in Central Africa it might be considered no good
    crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there
    are no drugstores down forest pathways.

    "All right," said, "put the baby as near the fire as you safely can,
    and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts.
    Your job is to keep the baby warm."

    The following noon, as did most days, I went to have prayers with
    many of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the
    youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them
    about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby
    warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could
    so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old
    sister, crying because her mother had died.

    During prayer time, one ten-year old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual
    blunt conciseness of our African children. "Please, God" she prayed,
    "send us a water bottle. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby
    will be dead, so please send it this afternoon."

    While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, "And
    while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little
    girl so she'll know You really love her?"

    As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I
    honestly say, "Amen". I just did not believe that
    God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything, the Bible
    says so. But there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer
    this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from
    homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had
    never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did
    send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the
    equator! Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses'
    training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door.!

    By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda,
    was a large twenty-two pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I
    could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children.

    Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We
    folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was

    Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard
    box. From the top, I lifted out brightly colored, knitted jerseys.
    Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages
    for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then
    came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a batch of
    buns for the weekend. Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt
    the.....could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out - yes, a
    brand-new, rubber hot water bottle. I cried. I had not asked God to send
    it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of
    the children. She rushed forward, crying out, "If God has sent the
    bottle, He must have sent the dolly too!"

    Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small,
    beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted!

    Looking up at me, she asked: "Can I go over with you and give this dolly
    to that little girl, so she'll know that God really loves her?"

    That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my
    former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's
    prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of
    the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five months before,
    in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it "that

    "Before they call, I will answer"

    This awesome prayer takes less than a minute. When you receive this, say
    the prayer, that's all you have to do. No strings attached! . Just send
    it on to whomever you want - but do send it on. Prayer is one of the
    best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards.
    Let's continue praying for one another

    God, I ask you to bless my friends reading this
    right now. I am asking You to minister to their spirit at this very
    moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there
    is self doubting, release a renewed confidence to work through them.
    Where there is tiredness or exhaustion, I ask You to give them
    understanding, guidance, and strength as they learn submission to Your
    leading. Where there is spiritual stagnation, I ask You to renew them by
    revealing Your nearness, and by drawing them into greater intimacy
    with You. Where there is fear, reveal Your love, and release to them
    Your courage. Where there is a sin blocking them, reveal it, and break
    its hold over my friend's life.

    Bless their finances, give them greater vision, and
    raise up leaders and friends to support and encourage them. Give each of
    them discernment to recognize the evil forces around them, and reveal to
    them the power they have in You to defeat it. I ask you to do these
    things in Jesus' name.

    "Do not ask the Lord to guide your footsteps if
    you're not willing to move your feet"

  2. Arunarc

    Arunarc Moderator Staff Member IL Hall of Fame

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    That wa s a beautiful story.
    God always listens to kids prayers.

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