The Cat That Started A Revival!


Revival begins in the heart of a church. From there, God may employ mysterious ways to have it ignite.** Here is a purrfect example:

The revival was to start in a decaying Neighborhood in Staten Island, New York. The pastor had talked to this evangelist during a sectional minister's conference. A revival was needed at his church but the church couldn't afford the expenses involved since they had only a handful of diehards who still attended.

Since I lived in the Bureau of Queens, it would take only a subway ride, then a ferry boat to and from Staten Island, so no living expenses would be necessary. The church would have no financial demands to meet, which met their budget perfectly.

We started on a Sunday morning, with a lot of free newspaper notices and publicity heralding the revival. After the Sunday morning service, the only response was from a little old woman with a sad face who said to me, "Young man, you talked so fast I couldn't understand one word you were saying!"

Off to a great start, the same handful of worshipers less for the night service. Monday night was the same. After the Tuesday night service, I asked the pastor to walk around the outside of the church with me to pray and claim victory.

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