sappointed us, God would not fail us.

The following Friday a home mail reached us, in which was a letter from
a lady in New Zealand. The writer said she had read a letter of ours in
The Life of Faith, and wished to support an evangelist under us. This
relieved us of the support of one man, but there were many other needs
as yet unmet.

The following Monday, when our next mail was forwarded to us, a letter
came from a lady in Australia, enclosing a draft ample to meet every
special need in the work for a year to come. She stated very plainly
that she did not wish the money put into the general funds of the
mission, but to be used by ourselves in any way we thought best. Indeed,
had she known the special circumstances in which the letter would find
us, she could scarcely have written more exactly to fit our case.

Again, a year after this experience of God's faithfulness to meet all
our needs, we began to feel the need of special funds for the work. My
husband, as usual, seemed quite sure that we should keep on as we had
been doing, and that the money needed would be sent. In spite of all the
blessed lessons of the past, my faith seemed to fail me; and I spoke
decidedly against using our salary, when we needed it all for ourselves
and our children's education. We were traveling homeward by cart at the
time and the matter was dropped; though I felt my husband was hurt by my
lack of faith.

When we reached home, that evening, a letter from a lady in Canada was
awaiting my husband. He read it first; and I cannot forget the look on
his face as he handed it to me, with the words "I told you so."

As near as I can recall it the letter said: "My mother and I are
strangers to you, never having seen or heard either you or your wife.
But my mother, who is an invalid, has for some time been restless
because of a conviction that has come over her that she should send you
some money. So to quiet my mother I am sending you fifty dollars."

As I read the letter, I certainly did feel ashamed of my lack of faith.
In writing our acknowledgment, I told how wonderfully opportune the
gift had been. A couple of months or so later came a reply, telling us
that the invalid mother passed away soon after my letter reached them;
and that the story of how God had used her in this matter greatly
strengthened her faith, blessing and helping her during the closing days
of her life.

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