329 – Tongues for Six Hours

329 – Tongues for Six Hours

November 19,1988  West Wendover, Nevada

A town on the border of two states! West Wendover, Nevada, is contiguous with Wendover, Utah. The population is a few thousand. We spent the night. We were on the last leg of our journey home to Reno.

Before us we had a decision to make.

Dan’s father had a friend that needed someone to house sit for him in Reno.

Dan’s friend John had a project and wanted Dan to work for him, in Reno.

We had the opportunity for free living quarters and a waiting job. The temptation to settle down, be in our home church once again, and for Dan to have an immediate income was enticing. We were tired of traveling and weary of living with all of the uncertainty that was involved with a faith walk. BUT………

BUT we felt intensely interested in going to San Francisco to work with Japanese people. Dan could teach them English [which he had done in Japan several years before], and we would begin building relationships with Japanese people. We had the strong goal of going to Japan.

The Lord brought to Dan’s mind that one of his instructors at Elim said that when in a decision-making quandary, praying in tongues would bring the knowledge of God’s will.

So we determined to pray in the Spirit from West Wendover to Reno, a 6-7 hour drive.

We did.

It cleared the air and we felt much stronger about proceeding to San Francisco. We would leave the familiar and the comfortable and follow the leading of the Spirit.

We parked the motor home at Dan’s brother’s house and we were reunited with his Dad and his wife, Tutu, Auntie Yvonne and Gramma Fern, who all had homes nearby.

The next day, we went to church, Life Center, and we were reunited with our faithful friends. It was a special time for us all.

The church was sponsoring a missionary conference, so we decided to stay in town in order to attend it.

J&J invited us to come and stay at their house—INSIDE!! How could we refuse? We stayed with them for eight days, then went back to Aug’s for several days. We had lots of invitations for dinner.

December 1 Reno

Dinner with friends, Auntie Bev and Chuck. Chuck told us the story he had recently heard of Lillian Trasher. She went to Egypt in the early 1900’s, by faith, not knowing any of the details. A dying woman gave Lillian her baby and that was the beginning of an orphanage, which continues to this day.

December 7

At the Missionary Conference, we heard that in Sri Lanka, a Foursquare missionary has adopted 40 unwanted children. God told him, “You will be the father of many, and they will become the pillars of the church.”

December 11

During pre-service prayer at church I had been asking the Lord for a prophetic word of direction. Dan Brophy brought it.

James 1:27 Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.

These stories of orphans and adopted children stir me and keep the baby vision burning in my heart.