I may as well tell mine. I got Saved August 18, 1962. I’ve known the Lord 52 years.
Back in 1978 a man in town, whom I’ll call Harvey, known to be a rascal, was arrested along with several others in a scam of some kind. I had never met the man. I only knew his name and reputation.
When the trial date approached he and his wife showed up at a fundamental Bible church in town one Sunday morning, and when the altar call was given they came forward and knelt at the altar rail. It fell upon me to meet them at the altar, counsel them, and explain God’s Plan of Salvation to these strangers. (Had I known who they were, I probably would have choked).
After showing them the Roman Road Scriptures and explaining a few things, they both then prayed “the sinner’s prayer” in which they repented of their sins, and invited Christ to come into their lives and be their Savior.
In the court trial which took place soon after, only one of the accused was convicted. Harvey and several others were acquitted.
In the years that followed, Harvey and “Agnes” his wife, were baptized by immersion, joined the church, and Harvey attached himself to me as his mentor. All the years until 2008 Harvey lived for the Lord and was an exemplary citizen and a fine Christian Brother. Meanwhile, through the years Harvey’s health began to go downhill. Congestive heart failure.
On a Saturday noon in May 2008, just as I had sat down to lunch, a friend phoned to say that Harvey had died in his sleep during the night. We chatted a few minutes, and upon hanging up the phone I returned to my chair and bowed my head to return thanks for the food, when, down in my spirit, seemingly in my upper chest cavity, a “loud” booming Voice came forth that rang in my ears (spiritual or physical?) and reverberated through my whole being....four words...loud and clear....”HARVEY IS HOME SAFE!!” That was it. No more words, but the experience continued to reverberate in my spirit for a week or more.
At that moment my wife came into the kitchen asking what the phone call had been about. I told her it was George calling to say that Harvey had died. But I told her not to feel bad for Harvey; that God had just spoken to me and said that Harvey had made the trip and was safe in Heaven.
PRAISE JESUS!
Wow! Similar thing happened to a voice yelling for me to stop as I pulled into an intersection. Another car was running the red light and I couldn’t see. Had both of my children (2 1/2 and infant) in the car at the time.
I stopped. Saw the car tearing through bareley missing us. I was pretty shaken up.
Such a sweet story. ( My heart is full.)