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are led in healing? Read James 5:15: "And the prayer of faith
shall save the sick, and the Lord shall raise him up: and if he
have committed sins, they shall be forgiven him." Many prayers
are going up to God daily asking him to save the sick. Do you
think for a moment that mother did not pray for her child in faith?
Do you think she would ask God if she did not believe? Can you
not see the mother was using her faith by the act of the will and
mother feeling, and not by the leading of the Holy Spirit? Her
prayer would have been like my prayer if I had prayed before the
Holy Spirit led me. Of course I did ask when I came in, but
there was a difference in my asking when I came in and asking
after the Holy Spirit led me. There was a difference after I obeyed
in all my feelings. There is a difference in praying in faith and
then having faith to come and then pray or ask. That is what
this scripture means by saying the prayer of faith. In one case
you have the strength to exercise the faith ; in the other the faith
is by obeying the Spirit, you have the strength to exercise the
faith you have. This is the difference in the two kinds of faith.
The first you exercise by natural strength, the second by the power
of the Spirit and the work is done. This is the prayer of faith. The
faith of prayer or faith to pray will not do the work. I would
like to have you get my meaning clearly in your mind and heart. I
do not know whether you can receive it into the heart without
the experience, but I pray the Holy Spirit may show you the dif-
ference. Sometimes the sick get right up, and at other times the
answer comes, and you may not see the effect of the answer as
soon in some cases as in others, but all we have to do is to wait after
God gives us the answer. The answer always comes to me before
the work is done.

The parents of this child knelt down and said they would live
better lives. Before I asked them to kneel there came such a fel-
ing to me as though there was a thick, heavy atmosphere in the
room. The feeling was like this. Did you every try to get through



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a crowd of people on the street and were hindered by having to wade
through? Well, that is the feeling I felt in the spirit, not in body,
and the feeling came all over me to walk the floor, and I said
I am led by the Spirit to walk the floor. I do not know why, but
as I did the darkness or influence seemed to leave the room. One
might ask: "What good did it do to walk?" It was simply obeying
the Spirit. Another might ask: "Why did you feel that heavy
atmosphere?" One reason was because I was sensitive; another, be-
cause the Spirit knew by this feeling my attention could be drawn.
This was necessary in order to influence me to walk. Another might
ask: "Why should I walk?" The act of obedience committed my will
to the Spirit, and then the Spirit could lead me. When the Spirit
had my will I was told to tell them to kneel. Another reason for
this atmospheric phenomenon was the power of darkness, the
prince of the air, the devil. By obeying, I resisted the powerful in-
fluence of the devil. We cannot get strength any other way. As
the parents were kneeling, even before I prayed, the strength came
into my heart, and I could not help believing God would spare the
child. This was after the doctor had been there in the afternoon.
When he came the next morning he said he looked for the crape
on the door. He did not believe it possible for the child to live.
He was greatly surprised when he saw the child so bright. The
little thing was still weak. A few days after that she took cold an i
seemed to have a relapse, and the parents were so frightened they
hitched up a horse, and the father and Sister Lee drove to my house.
Sister Lee came in and asked me to go down. I was threatened
with quinsy, and did not feel able to go. He said : "I cannot
go back without you." I knew it was not safe to go out in the
cold wind with my throat in the condition it was, and told them
to believe what I said, and depend upon it that it was the will
of the Lord to spare their child. He said : "I will depend upon
what she says." I could feel 'the assurance that the child would
live. She got well, and the last I heard of them the child was
doing well. Directly after this Sister Vest sent for me. Her hus-
band works at the Union Pacific shops. I think he is a boiler maker.
They lived three streets beyond the Hyde Park school. Her child
had inflammation of the stomach and bowels. It had a high fever
and was very fretful. It was nearly two years old. I sat down
after I had looked at the child, to see what the Spirit would
reveal or lead me to do. As I sat there trusting and waiting, the
sweetest feeling came over me, and I said: "Lord, what is this?"
That was all that came to me. There were several ladies present,
including Sister Vest's mother. They were all talking, but I did
not have much to say. I was waiting on the Spirit. The peace-



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ful feeling still remained. It could not have been over thirty
minutes, and before any of us knew or could realize it, the child
went to sleep. Sister Vest was surprised, and the feeling then
came for me to pray. All at once such a strange feeling came
over every one in the room. Did you ever take hold of an electric
battery? This was the kind of shock we all received. It was the
healing of the child. I did not understand at first what it meant.
I knew it was from the Lord, but it was the first I had received
in prayer. I had felt this shock in trances, but never before in
prayer. After we had prayed Sister Vest came over to me and
asked me what that feeling was. I told her it was from the Lord,
that it was something new to me, but that I believed the Lord would
show me. When I started home I told her if the Lord revealed
anything to me I would come back in the morning and tell her.
As soon as I left the house I began to pray, and while on my way
home ah ! I can even now go to the very tree I was under the
Spirit came to me and said : "The child is all right." She told me
that her mother said it was magnetism I possessed that put the child
to sleep. I told Sister Vest they could call it anything they
liked. I knew it was the power of God. The child got well. The
doctor told Brother Vest it was not his power that saved the child.
The cure was nothing but a miracle. The child was living and
well the last I heard. This is the last healing that was done
while I was in the Tabernacle.

I have told you of the young man in St. Joseph's hospital, how
I kissed him when I went in, and kissed him good-bye when I
left him, for over a year. It reminds me of the first time I ever
kissed a man in the presence of anyone in this Christian work. One
day some of the members of the Workers' Band and I went to the
County hospital to see a sick man. There was Sister C , Brother
B and myself. The nurse met us at the door and told us she
thought it would be best for us not to go in, as he was very low,
and it would do him more harm than good. We asked if we might
just look at him. We promised not to talk to him, and not to
stay. She said there was no hope of his getting well, and she
didn't know as it would do him much harm. We went up to his
cot. There were a great many others in the same ward. We
could not talk with him,' and he was so weak he could hardly
speak, so we just looked at him and he a*t us. I thought to myself:
"Is that all we can do, to look at him here among strangers, with
no loved one near to comfort him? And he must die out here
alone." And the Spirit led me to kiss him. In a moment I stepped
to the side of the cot and kissed him on the brow, and told him
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we saw a tear creeping down his pale cheek and fall upon the
pillow. And the Lord blessed me for the little act of sympathy.
They were lying, here and there, poor fellows, with no one to
comfort them. We were not out of the yard of the hospital when
the devil came to me with these thoughts : "Now you have done it."
I said to myself: "What have I done?" "You have kissed that
strange man, whom you never saw before, and what will Sister C
and Brother B think of you?" "I do not care what they think.
I have done nothing wrong, and I know it," I answered. But
over and over came the thought that they would not give the right
meaning to what I had done, and I said : "Well, if they do not, it
is not my fault." But the old fellow would not let me alone. We
were half-way home by this time, and I thought I would try
another way to get rid of him. "Sister C and Brother B," I said,
"I do not know what you think of my kissing that sick man, but
I know the Lord led me to do it, and I can't help what you think.
If I had it to do over again I would do the same thing." Sister C
said: "Why, Sister Peterspn, I had the same feeling in my heart;
but I hadn't the courage you had, because of fear of the people."
Brother B said: "Sister Peterson, don't think for a moment
I think wrong of what you did." He turned to Sister C and
continued (by this time we were all in tears and the old devil
had to take his flight) : "If I were in the place of that poor fellow
and anyone would give me a kiss in the spirit you kissed him
I know of nothing that would comfort me more." When Brother

B . went to see this brother again he told him, for he was

better, that he never had anything do him the 'good that that
kiss did. He said : "It made me think of my dear mother and
my sweet sister, far away. That is just what they would have
done, if they had been there ; in fact, it was all they could have
done. I'll never forget that kind kiss of sympathy and the com-
fort it gave me." In all my Christian work I do not believe I
ever kissed anyone that there were so many tears shed over. There
was a lot of harm made over my kissing another man, and some
tears shed, but not that kind. Neither were they tears of regret.
They were tears of bitterness from the harm the devil made of it.
Still I can say from my heart I never regretted the tears of sorrow,
not that I learned a lesson on that line, for I did not, for I have
kissed many since, and I think I have done as much good work
in bestowing a kiss of sympathy and love as with my pocket-book
and kind deeds and words. Human beings want something besides
what money can buy. That real, tender, true love which is honest
and from the heart has power, and goes out to the one who needs
sympathy and comfort and helps them at times as nothing else will.



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This old world is cold and barren and lifeless for the want of
this true, honest love, that is not tarnished with some other object
selfishness or thoughtlessness, or an indifferent spirit, either of
which will tarnish or stain the purest love. A lustful thought will
drive away and kill or destroy this pure, holy love that God
has given us for all mankind. Ask God, in your heart, for this love,
and it will well up a spring of living water.

I shall never forget one evening after ' the young com
meeting at the Tabernacle a stranger stepped up to me and said:
"Pardon me; I am a stranger to you but I feel impressed to come
to you. I am in trouble, and need someone to help me. I seem led
to you. If you would be so kind as to give me a few moments
of your time when convenient for you, I never could tell you how
much I would appreciate it." I had never met the gentleman before.
II' had heard me speak a time or two in the meetings. He was
a fine-looking, well-dressed man. I knew it was not clothes he
wanted, and I knew from his looks he was not hungry. We held
the prayer meeting in the basement that evening, and he came to
me on the sidewalk in front of the church. I stepped to one side
and told him I would do anything that lay in my power to help him.
wondering all the time what it could be. Giving him my card. I
told him to call at 10 in the morning, asking him to the sen-ices.
He said he would come in some other evening, as he would not*
enjoy the sermon that night. I could not get the stranger's sad face
out of my mind. I got up in the morning at 4 o'clock, as T had bcm
accustomed to do, and had my washing out by 8, and the house
work done and dressed ready to receive him at 10. He was there
at the appointed time. I gave him a seat and he passed a few w
about the weather. He sat there looking down at the floor awhile,
and then asked me to pardon him, as he walked a time or two
across the floor. I could see he hesitated to tell me his trouble.
I said: "My brother, you need not fear. You are safe in trusting
me with your life, if need be. I will never betray .your trust." He
stopped in the middle of the floor and looked at me and then sat
down. I could see he was in deep trouble. I went to him and
took his hand and kissed him, saying: "Now, let me he a mother
or sister to you." I took my chair and sat down by his side. He
fell on his knees and buried his face in my lap and wept bitterly.
his great, manly form shaking like a leaf. Then he told me the
sad story, and I thanked God that I was able to help him, and
I know he will never regret the trust he put in me to his dying
hour. I never did mention his sorrow, as he was a prominent
citizen of our city. The way strangers are led to trust me is mar-
velous. A strange lady passing through the city was led to re-



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quest me by letter to pray for her in some deep affliction she was
passing through.

I was sent for by a middle-aged man one day about 2 o'clock
in the afternoon. He was working in one of the lumber yards of
the city. In some way he injured his spine, and it affected his
brain. As I went into his room he was rolling and tossing from
one side of the bed to the other. He was stopping in one of those
cheap lodging houses. His window was a skylight. He had to light
the lamp in the daytime, his room was so dark. I got him a glass
of water, and then took a paper and fanned him. The bed was
not very clean. It was getting late, so I knelt by his bed and
prayed. Oh, you do not know how I hated to go and leave hirr
alone in that condition. I took his hand and told him I hated to
leave him. He said : "Sister Peterson, you seem more like a
sister than anyone I have met since I left home, years ago." I knew
my presence was a comfort to him. As I left him I kissed him
good-bye. I did not know how much good that kiss did in bringing
him to own and love the Savior till a few hours before his death.
This was before I left the Tabernacle.

CHAPTER XIV.

I NEVER kept a personal account prior to the last seven years of my
work. I wish I had. In almost all of these seven or eight
years in the Tabernacle I gave my work to the Workers' Band.
I have had a little money given to me now and then for Christian
work, but very little. Perhaps if I tell you how I managed my
business affairs in order to do what I did, it may enable others to
see that everyone can be a missionary for the Lord without being
a preacher ; for not many that preach can work on the lines I have
mentioned, for most of this work belongs to women. Still there
are a few strong enough these days to preach and run a hospital
and boarding house and be a mother, wife and housekeeper and do
missionary work, too. I could not have done all these branches of
work if I had not been strong. But being crippled, doing this work
almost one one limb, is the cause of broken health now. Another
reason why I give an account of my work is to show the church mem-
bers that the word of God does not call busy-bodies, and it is
not alone women who meddle with me in the lines I have mentioned,
but busy, meddlesome men some of the brethren of the church.
They tried hard many times to get it to the public, that I had no
one around me but men, and they were mostly of the hobo ele-
ment and jail trash. Well, we will see what the Lord says on
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times it was all I could do to keep my head above the waves. I
\\as stuck on this fellow and in love with that one, and at last
they got me down as a free lover, but I made up my mind that
was a real good name, as God says, npt to love in word, but in
deed. I John 3:18: "Let us not love in word, neither in tongue;
but in deed and in truth." I got comfort out of what Paul said in
I Cor. 4 13 : 'But with me it is a very small thing that I should
be judged of you, or of man's judgment."

When I went to work for the Haymarket Mission I was in good
trim, for the Lord had used some of the carnal-minded members to
polish me up a bit, and as instruments to prove* me that I might
abound in much fruit. John 15:2: "He purgeth it that it. may
bring forth more fruit." This is the kind of members God says
are walking as men, and not spiritually (I Cor. 3:3). "Who walk
not after the flesh, but after the Spirit" (Rom. 8:4). You sec there
are two classes of Christians, one walking as men, the other walk-
ing spiritually, so if God makes a difference we ought to know there
is a difference, but let us find out before we get through studying
the word of God if we can tell the difference when we meet them
in church, or in their homes, or on the street, and above all. in
our business dealings with one another. Those who walk as men
are the ones God permits the devil to use in preparing those w ho
would be spiritual; so you see they fill their place, and, after. all,
how could we get along without them? God forbid that they go to
the end of their lives walking as men! Those who do will have
no foundation for their house. It will be built upon the sand, and
great will be the fall. (Matt. 7:27.) The excuse of so many
is that they have to work hard all day and are too tired to study
the word of God. They really do not know how to build a good
foundation. They only know that it is their duty to go to church,
and go away pleased to think the preacher hit everyone in the
church but them. Go to those who are not bible students, and
are walking as men, and they will tell you the sermon hit Mr. So-
and-so, and Mr. So-and-so will say the sermon hit the brother
or sister. It happened that I had just been talking to this brother
and sister, and it had done them so much good to know the preacher
had hit Mr. So-and-so so hard. I know this personally as a fact.
The sermon hadn't done a bit of good. Why is it we hear tlu
word of God and are not profited by it? Because we are ignorant
of how to apply it to our lives. What is the cause of our igno-
rance? God says we are willingly ignorant. The reason is that
we do not study the word, prayerfully and earnestly, on our knee*.
If the word of God is in us, we will live it. Then we can sec.
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and know what it is he tells us to do, God says we are
blind and cannot see afar off. They that walk as men are
carnal-minded, and see evil in almost everything and but little good.
They make evil out of purity, and go from 'one to another telling
it for one of the most wicked facts. This is what God calls the
carnal mind. Rom. 8 :7 : "Because the carnal mind is enmity
against God: for it is not subject to the law of God, neither indeed
can be." Now if we do not lay aside this carnal mind and evil
eye we are living every day in enmity against God ; and what
will become of ^us ? Did you ever think of what God says of an
evft eye? We ought to come to God and get our hearts right,
therf our eyes will be right. We had better have our eyes taken out
than use them evilly. Why? Luke 11:34: "But when thine eye
is evil, the body also is full of darkness." Is it not better that we
enter heaven with one eye than hell with two, or go into heaven
blind than to hell with eyes wide open? There will be nothing
there that is grand or beautiful or pure or holy; then what comfort
will your eyes be to you there? I tell you the best thing to do is
to lay aside all of these things now, for now is the day of salva-
tion. I am talking to the carnal-minded and evil-eyed Christians.
And if I read my bible right, there is danger of having the carnal
mind ; but we will have to suffer here greater than we ever made
anyone suffer by using the carnal mind.

By the time I was ready to go to work on the street wagon all
the glory and rejoicing that displeased the Lord was taken out
of me, and I was ready for the battle; and the Lord wonderfully
blessed our labors. I will never know till the judgment day how
many precious souls received the word of God that was sown on
the street corners. This is the way I managed my home affairs
in order to do the Christian work I have done for the last seven
years. Those that were able to give me a little something, and
were not able to go elsewhere for room and board, I took in. The
only ones who ever gave me anything were two women I had given
homes. They gave me enough to pay for the. food they ate, that
the burden would not be so heavy on me, and another gave me $i
a week for awhile. She was sick so much that I let her stay for
$i, washing,, room and bed, and I waited on her when she was
sick. When she got well and received better wages, she gave
me $2 a week. That is all I got till the last year, when she gave
me $3 a week for washing, room and board, arid fire; and then
I waited on her when she was sick, often taking her meals to her
upstairs. Seven out of the thirty I have given homes to are
all that ever gave me that much to help me bear the burden. One
of the seven I had done so much for in getting work and in sick-




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ness, after I had gotten him work I asked for $5, and he was angry,
when it was known I wanted the money to help some one worse
off. I just say this to show how ungrateful Christian people are.
When they are blessed with care and attention they are so selfish
they don't care whether anyone else is cared for or not. This is
the sole reason so many Christians are hard up. God will not
bless them when they are so ungrateful and selfish. What I haw
dnnc outride of my home I cannot begin to tell; and some would
fed hard toward me because I could not do more. When they are
Migratcful to God for his goodness, which we all are more or
less, what could I expect? But thank God everyone that has shown
ungratefulness to me has been sorry and ashamed. I had, up to
this time, what one would call spiritual pride, which was nothing
more or less than spiritual wickedness. I had such a time getting
rid of that spiritual uncleanlincss that I can tell as soon as I meet

me whether they have this pride or not. just as plainly as you

see the natural pride in anyone. To be proud because God

ou, and gives you power with the people, is as bad as to

have worldly pride. Can you see the life I was living? My h<dy

parate from everything of earth as possible, and. yet I Was

taking upon myself this spiritual pride, which is more disgusting

to me to-day than worldly pride ever was. Hundreds have thi^

pride, and are as blind to it as I was. We must go through sonic

kind of experience in order that our eyes may be opened to our

: tual wickedness; for God will have Jis blameless, in body, soul.

^pirit and mind. And then after almost three years' work in the

Haymarket. I had something more to learn that I had not dreamed

-o displeasing to God ; and that was to learn obedience. I was
sure that I was obedient, at least I thought T had disobeyed the
Spirit but very little, and yet it was offensive to God. If anvone
had tried to show me without the experience, T could never have
seen it. God wanted the kind of obedience we learn through suf-
fering of the spirit, as the Son of God in the garden of Gethsemane.
when he suffered in spirit, because of the sins of others, till he

t great drops of blood. Tn order to learn as the Son of God
learned, we must suffer in spirit, heart, mind and body. Though
lie had never sinned, he had to learn obedience through suffering.
We should not resist .one thing that comes to us, whether it be
scandal, shame or reproach, that causes our suffering, for he has
told us not to resist evil. Little did I think, when I went into
the Haymarket. they would be the ones that would teach me this
kind of obedience. T had learned obedience in a way that we,
a<; Christians, look at it. but not the kind that was pleasing to God.
And when my name was cast out, and I was hissed at. and at the



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