Isaiah 65:24. THIS WILL TRULY LIFT YOU UP SPIRITUALLY

Isaiah 65:24.   THIS WILL TRULY LIFT YOU UP SPIRITUALLY.  ENJOY & BELIEVE.   Isaiah 65:24


 This is a story written by a doctor who worked in 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,' I 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 I did most days, I went to have prayers with any 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 hot water bottle today 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 the 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 verandah was a
 large 22-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 mounting. 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 Jesus really loves her?'
 
 'Of course,' I replied!
 

 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 afternoon.'
 
 'Before they call, I will answer.' (Isaiah 65:24)
 

 When you receive this, say the prayer. That's all I ask. 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.  
 
 This awesome prayer takes less than a minute.
 

 Heavenly Father, I ask you to bless my friends reading this. I ask You to
 minister to their spirit. 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. Where there is fear, reveal Your
 love and release to them Your courage.. Bless their finances, give them
 greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends to support and encourage

 them.  I ask You to do these things in Jesus' name. Amen
 

 P. S. Passing this on to anyone you consider a friend will bless you both.
 Passing this on to one not considered a friend is something Christ would
 do.