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

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“Hello, Bro<strong>the</strong>r <strong>Burt</strong>,” he called. “Are you go<strong>in</strong>g to <strong>the</strong> baptismalservice at T.J. Jones’?”I thought, “He knows me,” and answered, “Yes.”“We are all go<strong>in</strong>g. Have you got your ticket yet, Bro<strong>the</strong>r?” heasked.“No, not yet,” I replied.“That’s all right. I’ll get yours along with ours,” he announced.So, I safely arrived. Bro<strong>the</strong>r Jones asked me to m<strong>in</strong>ister, and withgreat liberty, I m<strong>in</strong>istered under <strong>the</strong> ano<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g of God. After <strong>the</strong>baptismal service, it was dark outside.“Well,” I thought, “I’ve been to <strong>the</strong> meet<strong>in</strong>g. If worst comes toworst, I’ll have to walk all night to get home. I don’t know whatelse to do.”I was leav<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> church when I heard a voice call<strong>in</strong>g, “Bro<strong>the</strong>r!”It was <strong>the</strong> pastor, T.J. Jones. He ran up to me and stuck a tenshill<strong>in</strong>gnote <strong>in</strong> my hand. “Thank you, Bro<strong>the</strong>r,” he smiled. “Thankyou for your m<strong>in</strong>istry.”Ten shill<strong>in</strong>gs! In those days ten shill<strong>in</strong>gs was quite an acceptablesum.Dead men can’t tell you that <strong>the</strong>y are dead.While I was pastor<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> little church <strong>in</strong> London, I had supper at<strong>the</strong> home of a bro<strong>the</strong>r who was a bus driver. I was sitt<strong>in</strong>g around<strong>the</strong> table fellowshipp<strong>in</strong>g with his family when <strong>the</strong> bro<strong>the</strong>r decidedto go upstairs and have a bath. While he was bath<strong>in</strong>g, I satand chatted with his wife, when, all of a sudden, we heard aterrific boom.His wife turned white. “What was that, Bro<strong>the</strong>r <strong>Burt</strong>? Will yougo up and see?” she asked, frightened.I bounded up <strong>the</strong> stairs to <strong>the</strong> bathroom where I could see wispsof steam com<strong>in</strong>g out from underneath <strong>the</strong> door. I pounded on it.“Bro<strong>the</strong>r Bob, are you all right? Answer me!”There wasn’t a sound and I became desperate. The only th<strong>in</strong>g todo was to break <strong>the</strong> door down. I crashed aga<strong>in</strong>st <strong>the</strong> door withmy shoulder half a dozen times. The door split, and I got <strong>in</strong>.51

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