Cry Baby
Posted: June 7th, 2008, 5:58 pm
I believe the year was 1972. My wife and I worked for Bro. Mattwews as National Evangelists for the COGOP. We were in a revival in the Central section of Kentucky. There were several Born again during this revival, before the event I am going to tell you about. I was eye witness to this event and about 6 months ago when I preasched in this area, some were recalling the event on testimony after all of these years. The baby in the story is an adult now with children, or at least I have been told so.
I was preaching when the doors of the sanctuary flew open as I heard the screams of a frantic mother. See ran down the isle, and placed her baby in my arms. This baby was not breathing . The color was gone from the child. The baby felt like ice. The baby was stiff. I tried to move its arm and fingers and could not. I may be wrong, but having been with dead people before and since. I believe this child was dead. The child's parents, grand parents, the neighbors, and the church people believed this was a dead baby.
The mother had found the child in the crib in this condition. Somre in the family had called the ambulance. The mother who had once been stronger in the Lord, ran with the baby to the church.
All I knew to do was to ask the church to join with me, and we began to pray. do not know what I did from that point. I was told that I began to dance and speak with tongues. I do not know, honestly.
I do know this, when I came to myself, I saw a strange and wonderful sight. Almost every one in the church was dancing, or crying, or shouting praises. The sheriff was at the front door with two Ambulance guys and they were down on there knees praying out to Jesus. Some of these folks had seen something I had not seen. While I was dancing, rejoicing, and speaking in tongues, the baby in my arms had began to wave its arms, and kick its feet. When I came to understanding of the things around me , I could feel the warmth of the child who had felt like ice. I handed the child back to its mother, and she took her home.
I guess I sometimes I feel a little differantly than some do when Baby's cry in church.
Ray
I was preaching when the doors of the sanctuary flew open as I heard the screams of a frantic mother. See ran down the isle, and placed her baby in my arms. This baby was not breathing . The color was gone from the child. The baby felt like ice. The baby was stiff. I tried to move its arm and fingers and could not. I may be wrong, but having been with dead people before and since. I believe this child was dead. The child's parents, grand parents, the neighbors, and the church people believed this was a dead baby.
The mother had found the child in the crib in this condition. Somre in the family had called the ambulance. The mother who had once been stronger in the Lord, ran with the baby to the church.
All I knew to do was to ask the church to join with me, and we began to pray. do not know what I did from that point. I was told that I began to dance and speak with tongues. I do not know, honestly.
I do know this, when I came to myself, I saw a strange and wonderful sight. Almost every one in the church was dancing, or crying, or shouting praises. The sheriff was at the front door with two Ambulance guys and they were down on there knees praying out to Jesus. Some of these folks had seen something I had not seen. While I was dancing, rejoicing, and speaking in tongues, the baby in my arms had began to wave its arms, and kick its feet. When I came to understanding of the things around me , I could feel the warmth of the child who had felt like ice. I handed the child back to its mother, and she took her home.
I guess I sometimes I feel a little differantly than some do when Baby's cry in church.
Ray
