by Pastor Jack Hyles (1926-2001)
TOO TIRED TO SHOUT
One day I went soul winning with Bob Keyes, who was then my Assistant Pastor. Bob was an excellent soul winner and still is. I was doing the talking and the lady had a little baby who was misbehaving. About the time the lady was ready to get down to pray, the little boy said, "I want my bottle."
Mama stuck the bottle in his mouth.
"I don't want my bottle."
She took it out.
"I wanna bottle."
She stuck it in.
"I don't want my bottle."
Then I prayed silently, "Lord, do something about this little rascal or he is going to mess up the whole thing." Do you know, he stopped and looked spellbound, as if he were in a trance. I said to myself, "Well, glory to God!" For about fifteen minutes that little baby didn't move. He didn't move his eyes; he just looked. The lady got converted.
When we left, I said to Bob Keyes, "Bob, praise the Lord!"
He said, "Amen, but why?"
"Did you see what God did to that baby?"
He said, "What?"
I said, "All of a sudden, at the crucial time, that baby froze."
Bob said, "Well, I'm sure that the Lord had something to do with it, but I may have helped a little, because I had a ball point pen behind the coffee table going up and down, up and down, up and down. Preacher, I did that for fifteen minutes, and I'm worn out! I'M TOO TIRED TO SHOUT."
