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46 The Believer's Authority
"Yes, I have. Don't bother a bit about it. He's all right."
Two days later she called again. She had checked on his
condition and had found that Dub had walked out of the hospital
with his back in a cast. He hadn't died, like the doctors had
predicted, and he wasn't paralyzed.
He came to our home in Garland, Texas, and was very
despondent and depressed, because his wife had left him and had
taken the children while he was gone. I was preaching in my
home church that Sunday morning and I tried to get him to go
with us, but he wouldn't. He was a baby Christian, just barely
saved.
Right in the middle of my sermon, I suddenly had a vision. I
had my eyes wide open, but out in front of me I saw my brother
in the city park. I heard him say to himself, Well, I know what
I'm going to do. I'm going to kill her and then I'II kill myself.
I stopped dead still and said, "Wait a minute. I've got a little
matter I've got to take care of here. Then I'll get back to my
sermon."
I spoke to that devil that was tormenting him: "Devil, you
stop that right now! I adjure you in the Name of Jesus Christ to
leave that man" (the congregation didn't know who I was talking
about, but the devil did). That's all I said. Then I went back to
my sermon.
When we got home, my brother was at the house, and he
was obviously in good spirits. He said he had walked to the park
and had decided to take matters into his own hands. I told him,
"Well, I knew that," and I told him what I had seen.
He said, "Something came over me suddenly, and it was like
something lifted up from me. It was as if a cloud lifted from me,
and I came back to the house whistling and singing."
Dub didn't know how to touch the Lord for himself because
he was just a baby Christian. Sometimes those of us who are
older in the Lord have to help baby Christians, and thank God
we can. The time will come in their lives, however, when they