The little boy missed his daddy. He asked his mother where he was. She said “he is out at the barn praying”. The little boy, being curious, went outside and listened. He could hear his daddy praying in the barn.
A few years later, the boy was at his grandparent’s farm when he realized that he was lost. He was afraid that the end of time would come, and he knew he would go to hell. He was walking by the end of the field. The tobacco crop was in the barn, but the suckers were growing in the field.
The fear in the little boy was so real that he could, in his mind’s eye, see the flames of hell in the tobacco patch. He went to the far shed in the barn, and he bowed down under the tobacco hanging in the barn. He prayed “Oh God”, and after those two words, he felt the relief of salvation.
He was only seven, and most everyone did not yet think about him being lost or saved.
Later, during the revival, all the children went to one house to eat and play after the day service. As the children were returning to the revival that night, the little boy was in the car beside one of the old saintly sisters of the church. In response to her question, he told her of being saved. He later told his experience of salvation to the church to join the church and be baptized.
When the little boy was eighteen years old, he was milking cows in the barn where he had heard his daddy praying. While he was leaning against the milk cooler, the still small voice of the Lord said “you are going to have to preach”. That moment changed the rest of his life, because the Lord had chosen his life’s path.
