FEAR NOT, GOD HAS NOT FORSAKEN YOU.
READ A TRUE STORY OF A MAN WHO THOUGHT HE HAD LOST HIS FAITH BY FRANK
HENRICH.
FRANK TURNED TO HIM AND SAID,"YOU ARE LOSING YOUR FAITH."
READ FRANK'S PERSONAL ACCOUNT OF WHAT HAPPENED!
I'm Frank Henrich and this
is a true account of an event in my life. On most mornings I lay myself prostrate flat on the floor and pray, "Please
God, use me today in your service and when you do please give me an inner knowing that I am being used." The incidents
that followed in my life were many but I would like to tell you of one. It was a business day for me and being
a salesman I traveled. One noon, I found myself hungry in San Leandro, California. Not knowing where to go, I spotted
a small cafe and upon entering found myself in a narrow building just wide enough for one long counter stretching back 30
feet. The kitchen was in the back. On the customer’s side of the counter were round swivel stools without any backs
and the place was packed with noonday customers.
My first thought was the cafe is full
but upon walking down the narrow passage way between the stools and the wall, I spotted one stool free. Being hungry,
I made a bee line toward it and sat down. I ordered my food and then I had an unusual thought come to me, as a silent
command, that told me to tell the man sitting on my left that he was losing his faith. I looked at the man who I had
not spoken to or acknowledged his presence.
He was a businessman in his thirties just about
through with his lunch. I looked at him for a few seconds and reminded myself of my morning prayer. Without another
thought I looked at his head bent down looking directly at his food and said, "You are losing your faith." He
jerked his head toward me and stared. He said nothing and his faced first showed anger at being disturbed by a stranger.
Then I could see anger fill his facial features. Then his cheeks started to turn red. I say nothing more and
we starred at each other for a time that seems endless to me. Then slowly the red drained out of his face and he
spoke saying, “How did you know?”
I told him that I had received a word of
knowledge from the Lord Jesus along with a command to tell him. That inner witness that I asked God to give me when I
was being used filled me and I felt fulfilled. The man's name was Dave. He sat there and we talked until I had finished
my lunch. Going outside we continued to talk. He explained that he had studied for the Catholic priesthood
and dropped out, had married and has two children. Slowly he was sure he was losing his faith in God and had
stopped going to church each Sunday. Soon one of his children would be ready for First Communion and he was trying
to decide what to do. He was visually shaken that God, though me had given him a revelation that God truly
is real and still loved him, yes him, with all his doubts. We agreed to meet for lunch again.
Over the next four months we meet for lunch four times. He started to return to church and saw to it
that his child received First Communion. The last interesting thing about my contact with Dave was at our last lunch. We had
selected a quiet restaurant with lots of room between tables so that we could talk freely. After a bit of conversation he
said to me, "I do not know why I should listen to you, you are not a priest." The bluntness of his remark at first
stung me. But them I remembered how Catholics are often taught that only the priest can handle spiritual matters.
Besides this there is often an after reaction to a spiritual intervention event in one’s life. First they
are excited about it and then they say could this really have happened. I better put up my guard and back a way. The interjection
of the priest idea, well, that was an attempt to build a wall between us.
I said back to him,
"That is a good question. Let's both pray to the Holy Spirit the question should you listen to me?"
I immediately closed my eyes and silently prayed. What happened to me then was in my inner theatre of my mind; you know
the place you play back memories both good and bad. Well, there I saw a man under a canvas tent open on all four sides but
with a canvas top hovering two feet over his head. Then the meaning of the image came to me. I opened my eyes to
look at Dave. He was looking back at me. I said to him, "You have built a tent between you and God. If you remove the
tent, you have no more need of me." And so it was, we never meet again. But I did phone him six months later and
all was well between God and Dave and they are attending church regularly.
What did I, Frank
Henrich, a servant of our Lord Jesus learn? I learned a prayer to be used as a servant is honored by God. I learned that
God can use anyone in any situation, if they are willing to be bold and expose themselves when called to action. What
did Dave learn? He learned that God is real and that God had not forsaken Him. So if you feel that you are losing
you faith, don't wait for God to intervene miraculously but instead get down on your knees and be honest with God. Tell Him
you are losing your faith and need His help. A humble and meek soul receives much food from a loving God.
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Help Jesus for I am losing my faith and need a Christian testimony on faith. I feel helpless with lost faith, oh Gos intervene
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