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        expected to see. A ball of fire came down from heaven, and struck
      
      
        Sister Ellen Harmon right on the heart. I saw it! I saw it! I can never
      
      
        forget it. It has changed my whole being. Sister Ellen, have courage in
      
      
        the Lord. After this night I will never doubt again. We will help you
      
      
        henceforth, and not discourage you.”
      
      
        Fear Of Self-Exaltation
      
      
        One great fear that had oppressed me was that if I obeyed the call
      
      
        of duty, and went out declaring myself to be one favored of the Most
      
      
        High with visions and revelations for the people, I might yield to sinful
      
      
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        exaltation, and be lifted above the station that was right for me to
      
      
        occupy, bring upon myself the displeasure of God, and lose my own
      
      
        soul. I had known of such cases, and my heart shrank from the trying
      
      
        ordeal.
      
      
        I now entreated that if I must go and relate what the Lord had
      
      
        shown me, I should be preserved from undue exaltation. Said the
      
      
        angel: “Your prayers are heard, and shall be answered. If this evil
      
      
        that you dread threatens you, the hand of God will be stretched out to
      
      
        save you; by affliction He will draw you to Himself, and preserve your
      
      
        humility. Deliver the message faithfully; endure unto the end, and you
      
      
        shall eat the fruit of the tree of life and drink of the water of life.”
      
      
        After recovering consciousness of earthly things, I committed
      
      
        myself to the Lord, ready to do His bidding whatever that might be.
      
      
        Among The Believers In Maine
      
      
        It was not long before the Lord opened the way for me to go with
      
      
        my brother-in-law to my sisters in Poland, thirty miles from my home,
      
      
        and while there I had an opportunity to bear my testimony. For three
      
      
        months my throat and lungs had been so diseased that I could talk
      
      
        but little, and that in a low and husky tone. On this occasion I stood
      
      
        up in meeting and commenced to speak in a whisper. I continued
      
      
        thus for about five minutes, when the soreness and obstruction left
      
      
        me, my voice became clear and strong, and I spoke with perfect ease
      
      
        and freedom for nearly two hours. When my message was ended, my
      
      
        voice was gone until I again stood before the people, when the same