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Around the World in 88 Years -E Book - Arthur Burt

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“Die?” <strong>the</strong>y would ask <strong>in</strong>credulously.“Yes, die!”“Shouldn’t you go to a doctor <strong>the</strong>n?” <strong>the</strong>y would reason.“Don’t people sometimes die after <strong>the</strong>y go to doctors?”“Well, yes, but shouldn’t we get <strong>the</strong> best medical help we can?”“Who said go<strong>in</strong>g to a doctor was gett<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> best medical help?”I would ask. “If we go to <strong>the</strong> highest doctor we could possibly goto, Jesus, and He doesn’t meet us, <strong>the</strong>n we die <strong>the</strong> same as peopledie when <strong>the</strong>y go to a human doctor who doesn’t meet <strong>the</strong>m.”The Lord Jesus is our doctor. I built a doctr<strong>in</strong>e out of that radicalperspective, preached it, and practiced it. Although Marj <strong>in</strong>itiallyhad a rough time over my position when I wouldn’t allow ourchildren to be <strong>in</strong>oculated, vacc<strong>in</strong>ated, or anyth<strong>in</strong>g else, this washow Marj and I brought up our family. All of our children wereborn at home with <strong>the</strong> assistance of a mid-wife, and wheneverwe had a need for our physical bodies, God met us. On this day,however, Mrs. Friday persuaded me to go to a doctor for <strong>the</strong>sake of my family, and I submitted.When <strong>the</strong> doctor exam<strong>in</strong>ed me, he said, “You will now have torealize, like me, you are around <strong>the</strong> ‘50’ mark. You can’t do whatyou once did. You will just have to reconcile to that fact, becauseyou probably have coronary thrombosis.”He gave me some little pills, which I did not take. Amaz<strong>in</strong>glyenough, <strong>the</strong> doctor was dead <strong>in</strong> a few weeks, but by <strong>the</strong> grace ofGod, I was still alive. I was <strong>in</strong> agony, though, destitute of everyhope, my faith at zero. Bankrupt, with sweat on my brow, I wouldcry out, “Oh, Jesus!”One night, it dawned upon me that I was go<strong>in</strong>g. The bed clo<strong>the</strong>sfelt like a ton weight upon my chest and I had stabb<strong>in</strong>g pa<strong>in</strong>s <strong>in</strong>my heart as <strong>the</strong> Lord spoke to me, “Yes, you are go<strong>in</strong>g. You willei<strong>the</strong>r go and do what I require you to do, or I will end yourlife.”Whatever <strong>the</strong> Lord had for my life, I didn’t want to f<strong>in</strong>ish like this— cut off from what He had purposed for me. I wanted to fulfillmy course, so I agreed: “Lord, I’ll break <strong>the</strong> partnership with140

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