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The
following from "The Borderland of the Supernatural" will further
illustrate the folly of flying in the face of God: "A man by the name of
Cross lived in North
Carolina. He cleared a piece of
ground and sowed it in wheat. As he left the field he said, 'There now, I
will thank the Almighty to let that wheat alone. I have done my duty and I
won't thank Him to be meddling with it.' When spring came the wheat bid fair
for a splendid crop. At harvest time the prospects were as good apparently,
if not better, for a good yield than any wheat in the country. When Mr. Cross
went in to reap it, he found there was not a grain of wheat in the field. It
was all straw and chaff. At the same time, his neighbors had a good yield.
'Now that is not so,' shouted Mrs. S. 'How do you know it is not so? You
never heard of it before and were never within six hundred miles of where it
occurred. I saw the land, knew the man's brother and sister and many people
who told me they knew it to be the truth.'"
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From: SIN,
THE TELL-TALE By William Edward Shepard, God's Revivalist Press, Ringgold,
Young and Channing Sts. Cincinnati, O.
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