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Unseen Hands
time he might overpower her and take me from her arms. But something arose inside her. She remembered the wonderful truth that her father, Reverend Leon Day, preached: salvation is in the name of Jesus, and baptism must be in that name.
My Mother's Offering
Mother also remembered the story of Hannah and
howshe offeredher onlyson to God. Without a preacher, without a church, without any anointing oil, but with a sincere heart, she offered me—her only son—to God, ut terlyandcompletely. TheLordacceptedmymother's of fering and protected me from being baptized into the Catholic church. Soon thereafter we moved to Texas.
The Second Battle Over My Baptism
In the winter of 1961, some fourteen years later. Brother and Sister Wayne Trout preached a revival at the United Pentecostal Church in Beaumont, Texas,
where Reverend R. D. Gibson was pastor. During this time, on February 11, 1961,1 attended the meeting and found the Lord.
That night I went home and put my arms around my father, telling him that Jesus had baptized me with the Holy Ghost.
I never willforget my father's reaction. He said I was not his son any more, and the next day he left home.
Now a second battle over my baptism took place. My father, remembering my mother's refusal to allow me to be baptized into the Catholic church, drew the line. He said I was not to be baptized, and that if I was, he would not come home. I loved my father dearly. How I wanted
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