I was listening to a lady who called a radio evangelist. The
evangelist was a wise, grandfatherly gentleman who has that calm
reassuring voice that can melt all fear. The lady, who was
obviously crying, said, "Preacher, I was born blind, and I've
been blind all my life. I don't mind being blind but I have
some well meaning friends who tell me that if I had more
faith I could be healed."
The preacher asked her, "Tell me, do you carry one of those
white canes?"
"Yes I do," she replied.
"Then the next time someone says that hit them over the head
with the cane," He said. "Then tell them, 'If you had more
faith that wouldn't hurt!'"
evangelist was a wise, grandfatherly gentleman who has that calm
reassuring voice that can melt all fear. The lady, who was
obviously crying, said, "Preacher, I was born blind, and I've
been blind all my life. I don't mind being blind but I have
some well meaning friends who tell me that if I had more
faith I could be healed."
The preacher asked her, "Tell me, do you carry one of those
white canes?"
"Yes I do," she replied.
"Then the next time someone says that hit them over the head
with the cane," He said. "Then tell them, 'If you had more
faith that wouldn't hurt!'"
