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"Where's the fire?"
We are naturally attracted to warmth. We gather around the fireplace, huddle around a campfire, and are cheered. We sit close to an old iron stove and enjoy the radiance of a flame we cannot see. We respond to a loving heart. We applaud a fervent speech or sermon. Applaud a sermon? Well, most of us do this inwardly. But I did literally clap my hands once, when I was six. Our family regularly attended Sunday evening vesper services in our Congregational church. The minister reached a fiery climax, and I did what I was impelled to do! He took time to thank me kindly and to say he wished he had more such members of the congregation. (My parents later taught me what was considered proper, but I have often wondered if that minister and others secretly longed for a warmer response to their preaching.)
Six years later we were living near the commuter train station in another town. Down the tracks at the next crossing was a little white building. In the summer, with the windows and doors open, a jubilant church service radiated out into the neighborhood practically uninterrupted during each two-day weekend. I was irresistibly drawn to stand at the open front door. A small sign identified the Fire Baptized Holiness Church of God. I was not then enough of a Bible student to realize the Pentecostal implications of the name, or of what was taking place inside. As I stood there, two of their congregation, returning to the service, invited me to "Go right on in, it's free." So I did, and it was "free."
I sat in awe at such uninhibited freedom of expression. They were transported as they sang their praises to God. The sermon was punctuated by cries of approbation and applause. There was no hiding their joy and gratitude for the gospel that was being preached, the gospel they knew so well and that was so much a part of their lives. Their hearts burned within them, and the flames of that fire were almost visible. What an eye-opener for one who had been taught to sit still and be solemnly quiet in church.
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February 27, 1995 issue
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The immunity that divine Love gives
Sharon Slaton Howell
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"Where's the fire?"
Robert E. Blackwell
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Terms of employment
Jimmie V. Erwin
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Healing of a hard life
Laura Lavender-Longman
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No beginning, no ending, no boundaries
Barbara B. Dunbar
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Ben and the fiery furnace
Wendy Joy Spille
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The ever-present Christ
Betty Reiss
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Thwart the thief of life!
Barbara M. Vining
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The earthquake in Japan ... and the fruits of renewal
Mary Metzner Trammell
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About ten years ago I became aware of a growth on one of my...
Julia A. Westphal
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"The entrance of thy words giveth light; it giveth understanding...
Brian Harvey Lucas
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Singing Hymn 139 at a recent Wednesday church service, I was...
Cynthia Clement Sampsell