"0 Lord, how great are Thy works! and Thy thoughts are very deep." Psalm 92:5.
Near the middle of July, I left St. Paul for Lake St. Martin, Manitoba, Canada, to have Gospel meetings with the Indians in Canada, using a 30'x40' tent for this purpose. I was towing a trailer behind my 1959 Rambler which contained the tent, stakes, poles, camping equipment, propane lighting equipment and supplies. The Rambler and trailer were loaded very heavily.
We ran into a violent storm near the Canadian border and driving became difficult, so we spent the night in a small town near the border. The Lord opened the way for me to witness to a man who operated a small hotel there and I’m sure the Lord sowed a seed in his heart regarding the Kingdom of God.
The next day we were on our way to Lake St. Martin and arrived there late that evening. The following day, we got some Indians to help us erect the tent and by evening we were ready to preach the Gospel to the Saultex Indians.
One of the Indians furnished music for us by playing on a portable organ. God began to move in the midst from the beginning. As I preached in English to them, the Lord turned it into the Saultex language. This was the second time this happened, for it had happened in June when I came to visit the Indians on this Reserve and brought clothing for them to use. Several testified that I used perfect Saultex in my preaching.
One night as we were preaching on the baptism of the Holy Spirit, and how necessary it was for them to receive the power of God in their lives with signs following the preaching of the Gospel, four young, white men came into the tent and sat down in the front. They were truck drivers for a construction company that was graveling a road on the Reservation.
As I was preaching, someone came forward and informed me that they were bringing a young child for prayer right away as it had suffered a sun stroke and was unconscious. The Indian pastor, whose name is George Beardy, held the child in his arms. The child was so hot he could feel heat through his coat as he held it. I could feel no pulse and it did not seem like the child was breathing.
As he held the child before me, I thought of what a challenge to what I had just been preaching. For a moment I hesitated. It seemed the child was more dead than alive. Suddenly the Spirit quickened Luke 1:37 to me: “For with God nothing is impossible." I laid hands on the child and began to pray. The power of God began to fall on Brother Beardy and myself, and suddenly the child opened his eyes, smiled, and sat up in Brother Beardy’s arms - instantly healed by the stripes of Jesus Christ. Matthew 8:17.
Near the middle of July, I left St. Paul for Lake St. Martin, Manitoba, Canada, to have Gospel meetings with the Indians in Canada, using a 30'x40' tent for this purpose. I was towing a trailer behind my 1959 Rambler which contained the tent, stakes, poles, camping equipment, propane lighting equipment and supplies. The Rambler and trailer were loaded very heavily.
We ran into a violent storm near the Canadian border and driving became difficult, so we spent the night in a small town near the border. The Lord opened the way for me to witness to a man who operated a small hotel there and I’m sure the Lord sowed a seed in his heart regarding the Kingdom of God.
The next day we were on our way to Lake St. Martin and arrived there late that evening. The following day, we got some Indians to help us erect the tent and by evening we were ready to preach the Gospel to the Saultex Indians.
One of the Indians furnished music for us by playing on a portable organ. God began to move in the midst from the beginning. As I preached in English to them, the Lord turned it into the Saultex language. This was the second time this happened, for it had happened in June when I came to visit the Indians on this Reserve and brought clothing for them to use. Several testified that I used perfect Saultex in my preaching.
One night as we were preaching on the baptism of the Holy Spirit, and how necessary it was for them to receive the power of God in their lives with signs following the preaching of the Gospel, four young, white men came into the tent and sat down in the front. They were truck drivers for a construction company that was graveling a road on the Reservation.
As I was preaching, someone came forward and informed me that they were bringing a young child for prayer right away as it had suffered a sun stroke and was unconscious. The Indian pastor, whose name is George Beardy, held the child in his arms. The child was so hot he could feel heat through his coat as he held it. I could feel no pulse and it did not seem like the child was breathing.
As he held the child before me, I thought of what a challenge to what I had just been preaching. For a moment I hesitated. It seemed the child was more dead than alive. Suddenly the Spirit quickened Luke 1:37 to me: “For with God nothing is impossible." I laid hands on the child and began to pray. The power of God began to fall on Brother Beardy and myself, and suddenly the child opened his eyes, smiled, and sat up in Brother Beardy’s arms - instantly healed by the stripes of Jesus Christ. Matthew 8:17.
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