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  1. Rev. Dr. Paul Jinadu

    "In future, as a steward," the Lord said, "you will not have the right even to give without My permission. And not a penny of My money will be spent except on essentials." Explaining what He meant by this, the Lord asked him, "If you had a family of children who were without food or clothing, would you spend a penny on a daily paper, or on any non-essential?" "No." "Well, the world is My parish, and while there is one person needing the necessities of life, you will not spend a penny on anything else."

    He faced what it would mean to lose that joy of giving, and the bondage he would be in for the rest of his days. But he had come before God to pay his vow. So, turning from the path, he knelt on the grass at the side of the road, and as there was no one else present, he called the stars and the cloud of witnesses to record that from that night on he was only a channel.

  2. Rev. Dr. Paul Jinadu

    There is a tendency in most of us to read a bible text or promise and immediately go on to believe it has become part of our experience. We follow the teaching of ‘confession brings possession’, which doesn’t actually work in transforming lives. It mostly works with acquiring material things.

    Soon after my conversion I went to a prayer meeting which was preceded by a bible study. Unfortunately, I didn’t have my bible with me, so I shared one with an elderly lady next to me. I noticed the letters TP written on the margins of her bible. At the end of the meeting I asked her what those letters stood for. ‘TP’, she replied, ‘stand for tested and proved. I write them in the margins next to the passage of scripture I have tested and proved to be true in my experience.’ We are not transformed by quoting scriptures, but only when the Holy Spirit applies them into our experiences.

  3. Rev. Dr. Paul Jinadu

    New York Bows in Prayer

    Within six months 10,000 businessmen (out of a population of 800,000) were gathering daily in New York City for prayer. In January 1858 there were at least twenty other prayer meetings going full tilt in the city. Many of them were sparked by the Young Men’s Christian Association. Other cities had them too.

    Eyewitness Describes Meeting

    The Fulton Street prayer meeting may well be the model for effective prayer meetings today. How was the early meeting conducted? Why did it have such power? Fortunately, an eyewitness account, published in 1858, has come down to us. You feel that you too are there as you read: We take our seat in the middle room, ten minutes before 12 o’clock noon. A few ladies are seated in one corner, and a few businessmen are scattered here and there through the room. Five minutes to 12 the room begins to fill up rapidly. Two minutes to 12, the leader passes in, and takes his seat in the desk or pulpit. At 12 noon, punctual to the moment, at the first stroke of the clock the leader arises and commences the meeting by reading two or three verses of a hymn.

    Each person finds a hymnbook in his seat; all sing with heart and voice. The leader offers a prayer— short, pointed, to the purpose. Then reads a brief portion of Scripture. Ten minutes are now gone. Meantime, requests in sealed envelopes have been going up to the desk for prayer. A deep, solemn silence settles down upon our meeting. It is holy ground. The leader stands with slips of paper in his hand.  He says: “This meeting is now open for prayer. Brethren from a distance are specially invited to take part. All will observe the rules.”

  4. Rev. Dr. Paul Jinadu

    It was exactly 12 noon on September 23, 1857. A tall, middle-aged former businessman climbed creaking stairs to the third story of an old church building in the heart of lower New York City. He entered an empty room, pulled out his pocket watch and sat down to wait. The placard outside read: “Prayer Meeting from 12 to 1 o’clock—Stop 5, 10, or 20 minutes, or the whole hour, as your time admits.” It looked like no one had the time. As the minutes ticked by, the solitary waiter wondered if it were all a mistake.

    For some three months he had been visiting boarding houses, shops, and offices, inviting people to the eighty-eight-year-old Old Dutch North Church at Fulton and Williams streets. The church had fallen on slim days. Old families had moved away. The business neighbourhood was teeming with a floating population of immigrants and labourers. Other churches had gotten out. Many thought that Old Dutch should throw in the towel. But the trustees determined on a last-ditch stand. They decided to hire a lay missionary to conduct a visitation programme. The man they picked was Jeremiah C. Lanphier, a merchant who had no experience whatsoever in church visitation work.