by Pastor Jack Hyles (1926-2001)
"I HAVE BROTHER HYLES' BLOOD IN ME"
A call came from the hospital that one of my members whom I had won to Christ was seriously ill and in desperate need of blood. My last impression was to contact as many men as I could. They all went to the hospital, but none of them had the right type blood.
It became so urgent that I even went to the hospital to see if my blood were the right type. (Brother, that is really urgent!) To my surprise and their delight, my blood was the exact match.
As they were giving her the transfusion of my blood, her color began to come back, and she faintly asked, "Whose blood is this?"
The doctor answered that it was "Brother Hyles" blood."
She opened her eyes and faintly whispered, "Oh boy! I know I will go to Heaven now. I have some of Brother Hyles' blood in me."
