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

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Stevie, what was <strong>the</strong> story Uncle <strong>Arthur</strong> told you yesterday?” Hewould stand up <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> meet<strong>in</strong>g, this formerly terrified child, andwould repeat a Bible story to me <strong>in</strong> front of all <strong>the</strong> people assembled,unaware he had taken <strong>the</strong> first step <strong>in</strong> m<strong>in</strong>ister<strong>in</strong>g.The grace of God was dramatically chang<strong>in</strong>g that boy’s life. WheneverI would leave for a few days, he would be on hand to greetme on my return. Div<strong>in</strong>g at me, he would fl<strong>in</strong>g his arms aroundme and yell, “Uncle <strong>Arthur</strong>!” Mrs. Dark<strong>in</strong>s was also warm<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong>response to God’s love. She lost <strong>the</strong> oppressive gloom and fearshe had arrived with and entered <strong>in</strong>to peace through <strong>the</strong> sav<strong>in</strong>ggrace of God.Eventually, Mrs. Dark<strong>in</strong>s and Stevie returned to Kenya, Africa,and apart from an occasional Christmas card from <strong>the</strong>m, <strong>the</strong>yhave faded <strong>in</strong>to <strong>the</strong> past.“I know not peoples of God <strong>in</strong> England,but you take me?”One day, Archie Friday called me from Paddock Wood and said,“<strong>Arthur</strong>, I have a man here from 450 miles north of Stockholm.He drove down from <strong>the</strong> Arctic Circle and asked me to <strong>in</strong>troducehim to Christians <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> United K<strong>in</strong>gdom. Would you be able totake care of him?”“Send him around,” I replied.Bro<strong>the</strong>r Chell Anderson arrived soon afterward, delighted to be<strong>in</strong> England. “I would like to meet peoples of God,” he expla<strong>in</strong>ed.“I know not peoples of God <strong>in</strong> England, but you take me andshow me peoples of God? I do hear of people <strong>in</strong> Chat?”“You mean Chard?” I asked.“Yes, Chard. You take me? I drive you <strong>in</strong> my car? You take me?”“All right,” I agreed. So, on a Saturday night, Chell and I drove toChard <strong>in</strong> Somerset. What was to happen that weekend wouldchange <strong>the</strong> course of my m<strong>in</strong>istry and my entire life.157

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