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

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good on <strong>the</strong> outside but are rotten on <strong>the</strong> <strong>in</strong>side as “…whitedsepulchres…full of dead men’s bones”. (Matt 23:27)I didn’t prepare my message ahead of time, because my goal wasto speak as <strong>the</strong> Spirit would give me utterance. In this way, <strong>the</strong>Holy Spirit could cause me to say what I didn’t know, but thismeant <strong>the</strong> first person who needed to listen to my m<strong>in</strong>istry wasme.As I m<strong>in</strong>istered that night, all of a sudden, what I had seen back <strong>in</strong><strong>the</strong> Midlands, I saw <strong>in</strong> Lancashire. The people began to heaveover, lost <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> presence of God. Many of <strong>the</strong>m went down on<strong>the</strong> floor as <strong>the</strong> Holy Spirit took <strong>the</strong> leadership of <strong>the</strong> meet<strong>in</strong>gout of my hands.The people were gone with God, <strong>in</strong>clud<strong>in</strong>g this pastor who wasas smartly dressed as if she had come out of a fashion parade.Here she was, prostrate on <strong>the</strong> platform, hat off, one shoe off,hair all over her face, rubb<strong>in</strong>g her face on <strong>the</strong> carpet and sobb<strong>in</strong>g.She was oblivious to her personal appearance, which, at <strong>the</strong> beg<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>g,was obviously a number one with her — but she wasgone. The people were gone. They were all gone <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> presenceof God except me.I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know whe<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong> wholeplace was go<strong>in</strong>g to explode <strong>in</strong>to a fire of fanaticism or extremismor what. I only knew I had lost control of <strong>the</strong> meet<strong>in</strong>g and <strong>the</strong>people had forgotten me. I was frantic and helpless, like a manwho wanted to pour buckets of cold water to put out a fire, buthad no buckets of cold water. No one listened to me. It was awaste of time talk<strong>in</strong>g, preach<strong>in</strong>g or do<strong>in</strong>g anyth<strong>in</strong>g. This went onevery night for two weeks. Day after day and night after night,<strong>the</strong> young pastor was dr<strong>in</strong>k<strong>in</strong>g out of me, like blott<strong>in</strong>g paper,what I was m<strong>in</strong>ister<strong>in</strong>g.Then… thoughts rose up <strong>in</strong> me. And as far as I understand ittoday, I believe I touched <strong>the</strong> glory. The story of Uzzah illustrateswhat I mean by “touch<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> glory”. Uzzah touched <strong>the</strong> ark,and God struck him dead. Ano<strong>the</strong>r example is K<strong>in</strong>g Herod who,on a certa<strong>in</strong> day, gave a great oration and <strong>the</strong> people exclaimed,“It is <strong>the</strong> voice of a god and not of a man.” Immediately <strong>the</strong>angel of <strong>the</strong> Lord smote him with worms <strong>in</strong> his bowels, and he66

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