Pastor Randy Knickles was kneeling in his church praying like he did each morning. He was a faithful man. He had pastored for forty-five years and seen many things. His was a small congregation, and he truly cared about his parishioners. He took each one to the Lord in prayer. Once he had prayed for them, then he began to pray for his personal needs. A presence filled the room.
He no longer saw the church building; he saw a vision. Each person he had prayed for passed before him, but each had an infirmity unseen or unknown to him. One had a crutch he was leaning on; another had her arm in a sling. Still, another was blind. On went the pageant in this peculiar way. He felt perplexed. Then he saw himself trying to preach, but no words were coming out of his mouth. A shining visitor then appeared and spoke to him, “How can you preach without the truth? How can your people be delivered and truly set free without truth? You must have the truth and then you and your people will all be set free.”
“But how? Where do I find the truth?”
“Go to Fair Street, to Pastor Jimmy Montague, of First Commandment Apostolic Church. He will tell you what you need to do.”
The vision was gone, and it left pastor Knickles shaking. He looked around, checked the clock, grabbed his hat and headed for the door.
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