An Angel Named Marge
I met Marge shortly after I became a brand-new Christian. To keep my new faith strong, I had begun listening to Christian radio. One day the announcer mentioned a Monday evening prayer meeting at the home of Marge and Ed. This was a “God-wink” (a surprise blessing) since their house was only a few blocks away from my apartment! I began showing up every Monday night for praise and powerful prayer. Often, tears would stream down someone’s face as they knelt for prayer and met the Healer (the Holy Spirit). At the end of each meeting we all stood in a circle holding hands and singing the “Our Father” (“The Lord’s Prayer”). On these nights I felt like I had been transported into Heaven! Marge and I became close friends. She had the strong faith I first saw in my grandmother Lorena, the first person ever to tell me about God. Marge began sharing with me some amazing stories from her own life…. The noisy prayer meeting One Monday night as the prayer group was ending their time of wors