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A dead
woman raised from the dead by Smith Wigglesworth in the name of Jesus Christ |
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I remember
one day that I was asked to visit a woman who was dying. When I got into the
room where the woman was, I saw that there was no hope as far as human aid
was concerned: she was suffering from a tumor and it had sapped her life
away. As I looked at her, I knew that there was no possibility of help except
the Lord would work a miracle. Thank God I knew He was able. I said to the
woman: ‘I know you are very weak, but if you wish to be healed and cannot
lift your arm, or raise it at all, it might be possible that you could raise
your finger’. Her hand lay upon the bed, but she lifted her finger just a
little. |
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I said to
my friend: ‘We will pray with her and anoint her’. After we had anointed her,
her chin dropped. My friend said: ‘She is dead’. I looked into her face and
said: ‘In the name of Jesus I rebuke this death’. From the crown of her head
to the sole of her feet her whole body began to tremble. ‘In the name of
Jesus, I command you to walk’, I said. I repeated: ‘In the name of Jesus, in
the name of Jesus, walk!’ and she walked. |
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My friend
went out and told the people that he had seen a woman raised from the dead.
The woman’s doctor heard of it and went to see her. He said: ‘I have heard
from Mr. Fisher, the elder, that you have been brought back to life, and I
want you to tell me if that is so’. When she affirmed it he asked: ‘Dare you
give your testimony at a certain hall if I take you in my car?’ ‘I will go
anywhere to give it’, was her willing reply. She came to the hall looking
very white, but there was a lovely brightness on her face. She was dressed in
white, and I thought how beautiful she looked. |
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This is
what she said: ‘For many months I have been going down to death, but now I want
to live for my children. I came to the place where it seemed there was no
hope. I remember that a man came to pray with me and said: ‘If you cannot
speak, or cannot lift up your hands, if you want to live, move one of your
fingers’. I remember moving my finger, but from that moment I knew nothing
else until I was in the Glory. I feel I must try to tell you what the Glory
was like. I saw countless numbers of people; and oh, the joy and the singing!
It was lovely, but the face of Jesus lit up everything. Just when I was
having a beautiful time the Lord suddenly pointed to me without speaking, and
I knew I had to go. The next moment I heard a man say: ‘Walk, walk in the
name of Jesus!’ If the doctor is here, I should like to hear what he has to
say’. |
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The doctor
arose and tried to speak, but he could not at first. His lips quivered and
his eyes looked like a fountain of water. At last he said that for months he
had been praying. He felt that there was no more hope, and he had told them
at the house that the woman would not live much longer. In fact, it was only
a matter of days. He acknowledged that a miracle had been wrought through the
name of Jesus. That doctor wrote to a friend of his and said: ‘If you ever
get a chance to hear Wigglesworth, you must certainly do so; hundreds of
people have been healed in this place’. |
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From:
Stanley Howard Frodsham, Smith
Wigglesworth: apostle of faith, Assemblies of God Publishing House,
Nottingham, 1974, pages 37-38 |