Sullivan (1889-1973) and Addie (1889-1964) Chainey are unsung pioneers of deaf ministry in the Assemblies of God. Sullivan Chainey is believed to be the first deaf person to serve as a missionary to the deaf in the Assemblies of God.
Born in Sherman County, Texas, Sullivan Chainey moved with his parents to southwest Missouri when he was a young boy. He was living in Springfield, Missouri, when he married Addie Lee Breedlove in October 1910. They raised a large family, and both of them were deaf. In order to support his family, he worked various odd jobs during his lifetime. He worked as a painter for the Springfield Wagon Company, a laborer for the railroad, a laborer in a tailor shop, and a presser in a garment factory.
The Chaineys came to know the Lord because of a woman doing visitation work. Elsie Peters (who is believed to be the earliest AG appointed missionary to the deaf) knocked on their door one day in 1919, not knowing they were deaf. They carried on a conversation using a pad and pencil. Because Peters seemed to have a genuine interest in knowing them, Addie started teaching her a few things about sign language. Peter’s regular visits opened their hearts to the gospel, however, she soon moved to Texas.
After a few years, Peters returned to Springfield and began conducting regular services for the deaf, and the Chaineys began attending. Soon both Sullivan and Addie made a commitment to Christ.
In his testimony, Sullivan shares, “I had no religious background. When five years old, my mother started me to using tobacco, thus all my life prior to my conversion, I was bound by snuff chewing, tobacco, and a pipe.” But the Lord changed all that.
The Chaineys both received the baptism in the Holy Spirit, and soon they felt the call to minister to the deaf in southwest Missouri. They started visiting some of the nearby cities. The first town they went to was Monett. They felt impressed to stop at one particular house. When they knocked on the door, they discovered that eight deaf people lived there. They began to share the Bible with these people, and they asked the Chaineys to come back and hold regular services for the deaf.
They next time they went to Monett, they found many more deaf people had gathered for the services. In addition to holding house meetings in Monett, the Chaineys began to visit deaf people in other nearby towns, becoming itinerant deaf ministers in southwest Missouri. They felt compelled to answer God’s call to “Go.”
For many years the Chaineys drove weekly to small towns and communities in southwest Missouri, holding services in homes of the deaf wherever they could. Hundreds of deaf people were reached with the gospel message, thanks to their efforts. Some of the towns they ministered to included Monett, Joplin, Exeter, Carthage, Webb City, Cassville, Seligman, and Granby.
In one testimony, Sullivan shared: “We held our first services in Webb City on November 20, 1955, in the home of Mr. and Mrs. Beegle. There were 28 deaf attending both the morning and afternoon services. All of the deaf eagerly ‘listened’ as the Word of God was preached to them,” said Sullivan, who notes they were assisted by Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Johnson, also of Springfield.
The Chaineys worked out a schedule of visitation among these towns and rotated the place of services. They also visited some deaf people who were confined to their homes. Some of the people who attended their services would travel as much as 60 miles, testifying that they never had heard the story of Jesus until the Chaineys came.
The Chaineys lived in what some people describe as the “buckle of the Bible belt” — meaning that Christianity was a pervasive influence in the region. However, Christians, like others in society, often overlooked the deaf. When the Chaineys discovered new life in Christ, they set out to share their newfound faith with others who were deaf. The Chaineys’ story testifies that God can empower those who are marginalized in society to do redemptive work in their own communities and beyond.
Read, “Thirteen Years of Deaf Ministry,” by Sullivan Chainey, on page 11 of the Jan. 19, 1961, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel.
Also featured in this issue:
• “I Found the Messiah,” by Moses Proshansky
• “Revivaltime Originates at Kenosha, Wisconsin,” by D.V. Hurst
Do you have Pentecostal historical materials that should be preserved? Please consider depositing these materials at the Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center (FPHC). The FPHC, located in the Assemblies of God national offices, is the largest Pentecostal archive in the world. We would like to preserve and make your treasures accessible to those who write the history books.
Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center 1445 North Boonville Avenue Springfield, Missouri 65802 USA Phone: 417.862.1447 ext. 4400 Toll Free: 877.840.5200 Email: archives@ag.org Website: https://ifphc.org/
Wayne E. Warner (1933-2024), served as director of the Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center (Assemblies of God archives) for a quarter century (1980-2005). He not only documented and shared Pentecostal history, he lived much of it. His funeral, held on January 18, 2024 at Central Assembly of God (Springfield, MO), was well-attended.
Eulogies given by Grant Wacker, Darrin Rodgers, and Joyce Lee are below, followed by the funeral program and a link to a video of the funeral.
A Few Words of (Heartfelt) Appreciation for My (Dear) Friend, Wayne Warner
By Grant Wacker, Duke Divinity School
In a way, I knew Wayne before I knew him. We met long ago–45 years back—in the summer of 1978. I was trying to write a book about early Pentecostalism. But the project was intimidating. The subject was so vast, and the source materials so hard to come by, I hardly knew where to begin.
As it happened, my father-in-law was Richard Bowman, the general manager of the printing plant of the Gospel Publishing House. That summer, while we were visiting family, I shared by frustration with Richard. He said, “I know the perfect person for you to meet.” So he took me up to the Pentecostal Heritage Center on the 5th floor and introduced me to Wayne, who immediately offered to help any way he could.
Wayne and I hit it off right from the outset. I saw Wayne’s complete mastery not only of the extensive materials in the Center but also of the whole history of early Pentecostalism. Little did I know then that I also had been introduced to a man who would prove to be one of my most trustworthy and enduring friends.
Let me try to sketch some of Wayne’s character traits that stand out in my memory. I found that he grew up in a very small town in western Oregon, which meant that he remained a man with small town values to the end. I also found that he had served for several years as the pastor of Open Door Bible Church(es) in Washington, Texas, and Illinois, which meant that he remained a man with a pastor’s heart to the end.
Soon I learned that Wayne had worked as a newspaper reporter in Illinois, where he mastered the craft of writing. I deeply envied Wayne’s style. Simple, clear, fluid, mercifully free of big words, and often very funny. He could make the most humdrum subject seem special. He aimed to communicate, not preen.
When it came to sports, hobbies, and pets, Wayne was a man of wide-ranging interests. He played golf avidly and supported Springfield’s minor league baseball team with ardor. He collected old radios. Indeed, he gave me one of his most prized ones, surely the ultimate mark of friendship! And he loved dogs, Buddy and then Duke, big ones, with meat on their bones and love in their hearts.
Wayne always dressed to the nines at work–which was his way of saying, respect your job. Yet outside of work, he disliked formality. Typically dressed in a pull-over and blue jeans, he was always just Wayne, no Mister Warner and certainly no Reverend Warner.
Wayne was blessed with a wicked sense of humor. He loved jokes, including ones about archivists. And the cornier the better. What does an archivist put on his muffins? Preserves. Why is marriage good for an archivist? The older their spouse gets, the more interesting they are.
He also loved the Assemblies of God (AG) . Beyond simple affiliation, he evinced genuine loyalty to the denomination and its traditions. Yet his awesome knowledge of the AG’s history was like old money, always present but tastefully underplayed.
Wayne was genuinely curious about other people’s lives. He was a good listener. He did not just hear other people but truly listened to them. He cared about what they had to say. That trait made him superb interviewer. He had an easy-going style that elicited conversation. He once interviewed my grandma, Lillian Riggs, for two hours. Later she told me that was the fastest two hours of her long life.
Though dooms-day voices abounded in his AG world, as in my Methodist world, Wayne himself was relentlessly positive about his life, his church, and even the world around him. It comes as no surprise that he gave the AG bookstore chain its name: Radiant Bookstores.
Family mattered. He rarely missed big Warner family reunions back in Oregon, never mind the cost. He spoke lovingly and proudly about his children, his sons-in-law, and grandchildren. Indeed, he almost drove me nuts sending beau coup photos of his grandchildren–which forced me to send beau coup photos of my grandchildren, of course.
Wayne treated everyone equally, regardless of their line of work or social location. And so it was that he helped with the VFW monthly breakfasts, paying special attention to older veterans, many of whom he interviewed so that the priceless memories of their war experience would not be lost.
Wayne wrote two deeply researched books about two women, Maria Woodworth-Etter and Kathryn Kuhlman, who were well-known in the Pentecostal world but unheralded outside it. Wayne understood that God was no respecter of genders, for God gave spiritual wisdom to women just as often as men. I might add that here as elsewhere Wayne figured as a true pioneer, for not all male church leaders—Pentecostal and otherwise–grasped that point.
Wayne was non-judgmental about other people. His working creed was, “live and let live.” Red-haired truckers and blue-haired ladies and green-haired hippies were all the same to him. People. Just people. His lifestyle brings to mind Abe Lincoln’s observation that God must have loved ordinary people most because he made so many of them. That’s how Wayne saw the world, too. Filled with ordinary people, ultimately all the same.
Wayne was non-judgmental about other denominations, too. Without compromising his own convictions, he pioneered relationships with Wesleyan Pentecostals and with Oneness Pentecostals. He stepped out of his comfort zone in the predominantly white AG to pioneer relations with Black, Latino, and ethnic Pentecostals, too.
Wayne took his work seriously, but not himself. He never boasted. But then, he but didn’t need to. His record of accomplishment spoke for itself, with
two major books, multiple editions of primary documents, and more than one hundred articles in the Pentecostal Evangel and Assemblies of God Heritage magazine.
Wayne was smart. Not just smart, but he also knew a lot about a lot of things. A question about fishing or crops or airplanes or gardens or construction or countless other matters often brought a serious, detailed response.
When it came to politics, there is not much to say. In the hundreds of hours we spent together, he never once played his hand. To this day, I have no idea how he voted. Political parties did not matter to him. He cared about who got hurt. He wanted public policies that protected and healed those who suffered.
Wayne knew himself. He did not pretend to be someone he wasn’t. That trait applied to his health too. Toward the end, when I’d call and ask, “how are you feeling,” his usual answer was, “ahhh, not too bad.” But not always. When he really was feeling bad, he’d let me know. “I feel rotten,” he grumped. He called it as he saw it, truthfully.
Wayne was even tempered. If the mood stabilizer industry relied on prescriptions written for Wayne, they would have gone out of business years ago. Fortunately his prevailing mood was almost always cheerful. I am sure he had dark days, but I never saw them. I looked forward to my times with Wayne for many reasons, and boosting my spirits was one of them.
Wayne went through the indescribable pain of losing his wife, Joy, when she was only 38, and then rearing three adolescent daughters alone. And he did it well, too, for all three became accomplished professional women who swelled his heart with well-deserved pride.
Wayne empathized with others’ feelings. When my own dad died in 1993, Wayne was the very first person to console me. He said–wisely as it turned out–that the pain of grief does not begin to subside until you pass the first set of anniversaries.
Most important, Wayne was one of the most thoroughly Christian men I have known. He was not showy about it; he did not wear his faith on his sleeve. Rather Wayne’s faith was his life, how he lived it, day by day, and that spoke more loudly than any sermon.
God has gifted me with close friendships with a tiny few truly great people, and Wayne was one. I admired him in life and treasure his memory in death. I am confident that right now he is looking down, with a broad smile, a timely word of encouragement, and a hearty invitation eventually to come join him in the Promised Land–where the archives are always open.
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Remembering Wayne Warner
By Darrin J. Rodgers, Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center Director
In 2005, I succeeded Wayne as director of the Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center. I jokingly tell people that I’m Indiana Jones for the Assemblies of God. I collect Pentecostal treasures.
In other words, I inherited the mantle of Indiana Jones from Wayne Warner.
For these past 18 ½ years, Wayne has been a friend and mentor. He’s been unfailingly kind and encouraging. On my first day on the job, I told Wayne, “I have big shoes to fill.” He didn’t miss a beat and said, “Don’t worry, you’ve brought your own shoes. You’ll be great.”
Wayne had big shoes and cast a long shadow.
When it looked like Wayne probably wouldn’t be coming home from the hospital, I asked his daughters if I could post the news on FB, with an encouragement to his many friends to share their memories in the comments. They agreed, and my two posts about Wayne received 150 comments from people around the world. Lolisa read many of the comments to Wayne in the hospital, and he told her who the people were, and where he first met them. Wayne had a mind for details, right to the very end.
Here are a few of the comments:
Harold Hunter, longtime director of the archives of the International Pentecostal Holiness Church, wrote:
“Wayne is ‘the dean’ of Pentecostal Archives in the USA.”
Howard Kenyon, a retired AG missionary to China, wrote:
“When I set out to write my doctoral dissertation, Wayne Warner was just getting going in what was simply known to me as The Archives. In that space, I found the perfect haven and treasure trove for the extensive research I needed to do. While I was going blind from reading the microfiche and microfilm material and asphyxiating on dust from old papers, he was referring me to ever more tormenting files, always eager to aid in my success. Wayne and I had many delightful conversations. He loved his work, and he loved the church, both the church universal and the specific denomination he served for much of his career. Not that I want to do my doctoral work over again, but the best part of it would be researching with Wayne and his archival team again.”
Bob Hoskins wrote:
“We called on Wayne to be one of the first board members when the Museum of the Bible was conceived. He added valuable input in our pioneer days. Thank you Wayne, your contribution will pay off throughout eternity.”
Paula Ferguson Lumadue wrote:
“I worked for Wayne in the archives just a short time while attending school—but the impact of cataloging history changed my life! In 1989, we received many boxes from the General Secretary’s office. It was the ministers’ records of all who had died in the previous year. I began to feel a cry in my spirit, “Who will replace these many ministers?” That question never let me go. I was moved so deeply that a few years later I laid down my career to follow the call of God to go as a Missionary to Japan. Thank you Wayne for your passion and capturing and preserving our history so we would be so inspired and compelled to move forward, picking up batons and mantles from those who have gone before us.”
Noted theologian Craig Keener wrote:
“His work is a blessing!”
John Jay Wilson, who works at the AG National Office, summed up Wayne’s life with one word:
“Legend”
Shirley Shedd, retired professor and archivist at Evangel University, wrote:
“His work in preserving the A/G and overall Pentecostal history will be a lasting memorial to him.”
Yes, indeed.
Wayne Warner is widely revered as a pioneer among Pentecostal archivists. He recognized the need to preserve and promote the heritage and testimony of Pentecostals, and he oversaw the development of a world class archives and museum. Wayne’s ministry of remembrance – often behind-the-scenes – challenges us to be faithful and reminds us of how God works. His pioneering work – collecting historical treasures, recording oral history interviews, and writing articles and books – has deepened our understanding of our history and identity. Wayne’s work with Pentecostal history, I believe, was essential. People without a sense of rootedness and history are very likely to be swamped by present worldviews, fads and fashions. In this present day, we desperately need more Wayne Warners. We need more men and women who will give voice to the stories, beliefs, and values of our forefathers and foremothers.
Wayne has been faithful – faithful to his Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Faithful to his family. Faithful to his friends. And faithful to God’s calling to use his talents to preserve and promote our Pentecostal heritage and testimony.
Wayne has also been a bridge builder. He built friendships across the racial, national, and denominational divides. He intentionally collected materials documenting the lives and ministries of ethnic minorities whose stories may have been overlooked in the past. He developed friendships with scholars, researchers, and church leaders from other denominations. He represented the Assemblies of God exceedingly well. But more importantly, he lived in such a way that you could sense Jesus through him.
We stand on the shoulders of giants. Thank you, Wayne, for being one of my giants.
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Eulogy for Wayne E. Warner
By Joyce Lee, Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center Cataloger
I first met Wayne in the spring of 1986, when he offered me a position in the AG Archives. He wanted to hire me to fill the position of his right-hand assistant, Jodie Loutzenhiser, who would be leaving in a few months. Since I had no archival experience, He wanted me to work with Jodie for a few months to become acquainted with the archives operations. From the very start, I recognized Wayne as a considerate boss. I have never second-guessed my decision to accept that position. Thus began my nearly 20 years of working with Wayne.
Wayne was the ideal person to direct the archives. He was a prolific writer and he loved history—all kinds of history, but specifically he had a great desire especially to make AG and early Pentecostal history known to our constituents.
Wayne’s footprint is evident in the Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center today. Among so many of his contributions to shape what the Center is today, I want to mention 3 major items.
The Museum: Wayne dreamed of having a visitor center which would visually document Assemblies of God history. He worked hard and long, along with others whom he consulted to select what should be included and what items should be exhibited in the museum. In 1999, the museum was dedicated and has been a great attraction of visitors to the National Office.
AG Heritage Magazine: An important and major contribution was the AG Heritage magazine. It was Wayne’s brain child and began with a 4-page news letter in 1981, that grew into a quarterly magazine containing stories of AG ministers, evangelists, missionaries, revivals and church histories. The magazine quickly became a much sought after item. Whenever we went to General Council, people would be excited to see the latest Heritage magazine. Wayne always contributed at least an introductory article and many times other feature length articles. He also invited other scholars to contribute articles. Glenn Gohr became the copy editor and contributed articles as well. My contribution was an occasional crossword or other word puzzle. And I created an online index.
Oral History Collection: A third major project that was Wayne’s desire was to document the stories of individuals. Wayne believed that every person had a story to tell of how they came to the Lord or experienced the baptism in the Holy Spirit. He interviewed AG executives, ministers, evangelists, missionaries, and lay persons. Some of the interviewees came to the office and Wayne would shut his door and turn on the tape recorded and record their stories. He was easy to talk to and they enjoyed telling of their experiences. Others who could not come to the office, Wayne would take his recorded and camera and go to where they were. I do not have concrete statistics, but I believe our oral history collection is the largest in the world. All this is due to Wayne’s dream.
At Wayne’s retirement in 2005, I had borrowed the title of a well-known movie to describe who I saw Wayne as. Though I had not seen the movie or known its content, I merely borrowed the title—An Officer and a Gentleman. Wayne was never I high ranking military officer, though he did serve in the Army, but to me he epitomized a soldier in the Lord’s Army. He carried out his assignments well with honor, integrity, and devotion. And I would consider his deserving of the Medal of Honor. But I’m sure his greater reward that awaits him in heaven far outweighs the Medal of Honor. And, he was a gentleman—a man of integrity, faith, and high ideals.
I would just like to say to those who are hurting most today, his wife, his children and grandchildren, please allow the love and peace of God and the comfort of the Holy Spirit dwell in your hearts.
I am honored to have known Wayne as my boss and my friend.
Assemblies of God missionary Lillian Trasher, in a 1935 Pentecostal Evangel article, celebrated the 25th anniversary of her arrival in Egypt. She testified of God’s provision for the Assiout Orphanage, which she founded in 1911: “He has never failed me all these years and we are being fed like the sparrows, who have no barns or storerooms. Seven hundred little ones. We are still looking to the Lord for our hourly needs. O! He is such a wonderful Saviour!”
Lillian Hunt Trasher (1887-1961) was born in Jacksonville, Florida, and grew up in Brunswick, Georgia. She accepted the Lord at a young age, and as a 9-year-old she prayed, “Lord, if ever I can do anything for you, just let me know and I will do it.” Little did she know at the time where that initial commitment would lead.
A few years later her family moved to Asheville, North Carolina, where she was invited by evangelist Mattie Perry to work in a nearby orphanage, which cared for about 100 children. Trasher’s love for children soon led her to accept this invitation. During her apprenticeship at the orphanage, she learned how to make clothes, care for infants, and teach children — all on a shoestring budget. This experience would prepare her for her life’s calling in Egypt.
She left the orphanage to study for one year at a Bible school in Cincinnati, Ohio, and then traveled for a time as an evangelist. In her travels, she met George S. Brelsford, a missionary working in Assiout, Egypt, and the door opened for her to sail to Egypt as a missionary in 1910. At that time she had no mission board to support her, but she received gifts from friends and offerings from churches.
Residing with other missionaries at Brelsford’s mission, she began to study the Arabic language and pondered the course of her ministry. A few months later, she was called to the bed of a dying woman who had a small baby that was left an orphan. Lillian took care of this baby, and this led to the establishment of what today is known as the Lillian Trasher Orphanage in Assiout, Egypt.
During the 50 years that Lillian operated the orphanage, thousands of Egyptian children and families received food, clothing, housing, spiritual nurture, and education. This won her the respect of the Egyptian government, as well as the international community. Since 1911, the Lillian Trasher Orphanage has provided hope and a loving home to more than 25,000 children. In 1919, Lillian Trasher affiliated with the Assemblies of God. She previously held credentials as an evangelist with the Church of God (Cleveland, Tennessee). Because of her tireless work with orphans in Egypt, she is fondly remembered as “Mama Lillian” or “Mother of the Nile.”
Read the entire article, “Assiout Orphanage: A Testimony of God’s Faithfulness,” on page 11 of the Dec. 21, 1935, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel.
Also featured in this issue:
• “The Coming of Immanuel,” by Ernest S. Williams
• “The Revival That Was Born in a Christmas Convention,” by Mary Martin
• “The Christmas Message,” by D. H. McDowell
• “Marvelous Miracles in France,” by Douglas R. Scott
Do you have Pentecostal historical materials that should be preserved? Please consider depositing these materials at the Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center (FPHC). The FPHC, located in the Assemblies of God national offices, is the largest Pentecostal archive in the world. We would like to preserve and make your treasures accessible to those who write the history books.
Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center 1445 North Boonville Avenue Springfield, Missouri 65802 USA Phone: 417.862.1447 ext. 4400 Toll Free: 877.840.5200 Email: archives@ag.org Website: www.iFPHC.org
J. R. Evans (1869-1951) served as an early Assemblies of God pastor and is best remembered for serving as general secretary of the Assemblies of God. Born in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania, his full name was James Richards Evans. He lost his first wife early in life, and in 1913 he married Elsie Leonard, who previously had served as a missionary to India with the Christian and Missionary Alliance.
J. R. and Elsie Evans belonged to the Pentecostal Church [Assemblies of God] of Cleveland, Ohio, which was pastored by D. W. Kerr.
Feeling a call to the ministry, J. R. Evans at age 45, and Elsie at age 39, were both ordained by Kerr on March 28, 1915. Evans served the Assemblies of God as a pastor in Cleveland, Ohio; Osborne, Kansas; Broken Arrow and Pawhuska, Oklahoma; Toronto, Canada; Chicago, Illinois; Portland, Oregon; and Syracuse, New York. He also served as an evangelist in the general field. While living in Oklahoma he served as Oklahoma district superintendent (1917).
Elsie served as an assistant pastor, evangelist, and Bible teacher. She also led singing at the churches they pastored as well as at camp meetings and conventions. She passed away on May 15, 1936, at the age of 59 and was buried in Springfield, Missouri. One of her sisters was Lavada Morrison, an early AG missionary to China. Another sister was Ruth Phillips, the mother of Guy and Everett Phillips, both well-known Assemblies of God ministers.
In 1923 Evans was elected general secretary of the AG and served in that position for 12 years (general secretary from 1923-1927 and general secretary-treasurer from 1927-1935).
Cataracts formed on his eyes in 1933, and within months, he began to go blind. J. R. Evans served as an executive presbyter and general presbyter from 1936-1942.
Evans was granted a retirement allowance when he left office, and he moved back to Cleveland, Ohio, for a few years. He did some evangelistic work in various places in Ohio. In 1938 he served a short time as interim pastor of the Full Gospel Church [Assemblies of God] at Youngstown, Ohio. He then moved to Tampa, Florida, for a few years. He spent the last two years of his life in the Pinellas Park Home in Florida which was established to house retired ministers and missionaries of the Assemblies of God.
J. R. Evans passed away on July 18, 1951, at Pinellas Park, Florida, at the age of 81. He was survived by his third wife, the former H. Mary Engle, whom he married on July 3, 1941.
Read the article, “Former Executive of General Council Promoted to Glory,” on page 14 of the Aug. 12, 1951, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel.
Do you have Pentecostal historical materials that should be preserved? Please consider depositing these materials at the Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center (FPHC). The FPHC, located in the Assemblies of God national offices, is the largest Pentecostal archive in the world. We would like to preserve and make your treasures accessible to those who write the history books.
Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center 1445 North Boonville Avenue Springfield, Missouri 65802 USA Phone: 417.862.1447 ext. 4400 Toll Free: 877.840.5200 Email: Archives@ag.org
By Ruthie Edgerly Oberg Originally published on AG News, 17 June 2021
Growing up as an Assemblies of God missionary kid in Puerto Rico in the 1920s and 1930s, Paul Finkenbinder (1921-2012) dreamed of reaching not just one country but all of Latin America with the gospel of Christ. He returned to the United States to attend Zion Bible Institute (Providence, Rhode Island) and Central Bible Institute (Springfield, Missouri). In 1943, he and his wife, Linda, packed up and moved to El Salvador where Paul began to work his dream into reality.
As Assemblies of God missionaries, Paul and Linda spent the next 12 years teaching in Bible schools, ministering in churches, and making themselves available for whatever needs arose in ministry. In 1955, God gave Paul a vision for expanding the message he was preaching through the larger avenue of short-wave radio broadcasts. At the time, radio was still a novelty for many living in Latin America.
Beginning with a Webcor recorder mounted on a missionary barrel in his garage, Paul began recording a short radio program called “La Iglesia del Aire” (The Church of the Air). By 1963, this 15-minute broadcast was the only gospel network program heard daily in all Latin America. Hermano Pablo (Brother Paul) began receiving testimonies from across the region of what God was doing through the radio messages. Of the six daily broadcasts, two were devoted to evangelistic sermons, one to issues of morality, and another addressed Bible questions. The remaining two were given to Scripture readings, Christian poetry, and gospel music.
In 1960, the ministry, then known as LARE (Latin American Radio Evangelism), pioneered the use of Christian drama to present parables and Bible stories on television. The response was overwhelming. This led to the production of six Bible drama films that are still in use today throughout Latin America. The realization of Brother Paul’s dream required utilizing every tool available — radio, television, the printed page, crusades, and special events — to present the Gospel of Christ to all of Latin America.
In 1964, Hermano Pablo and his family returned to the United States and established their headquarters in Costa Mesa, California. After four years in a makeshift recording studio in their garage, God provided a building for their studios and offices. Today Hermano Pablo Ministries’ four-minute “Un Mensaje a la Conciencia” (A Message to the Conscience) is broadcast more than 6,000 times per day and is published in over 80 periodicals. The Spanish language radio and television programs, along with the newspaper and magazine columns, are shipped to more than 33 countries of the world.
Hermano Pablo was honored by the National Religious Broadcasters (NRB) with the award for the “Hispanic Program of the Year.” Other awards include “Best Film of the Year” given by the National Evangelical Film Foundation (NEFF), and the “Best Spanish Broadcast” Angel Award given by Religion in Media (RIM). In 1993, the NRB awarded Hermano Pablo the “Milestone Award” for 50 years of service in religious broadcasting, and in 2003 he received the prestigious NRB Chairman’s Award.
On Jan. 25, 2012, Paul and Linda celebrated their 70th wedding anniversary. Later that evening he complained of a severe headache and was taken to the hospital where he slipped into a coma. Paul Finkenbinder died in the morning hours of Jan. 27, 2012, but the ministry of Hermano Pablo continues to live and thrive across an entire continent.
Hermano Pablo and his ministry were featured in an article, “La Iglesia del Aire,” published on pages 12-13 of the June 16, 1963, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel.
Also featured in this issue:
* “Should A Christian Have A Breakdown,” by Anne Sandberg
• “A Former Gambler Testifies,” by Arthur Condrey
• “Another Minister Led Into Pentecostal Blessing,” by Ansley Orfila
Do you have Pentecostal historical materials that should be preserved? Please consider depositing these materials at the Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center (FPHC). The FPHC, located in the Assemblies of God national offices, is the largest Pentecostal archive in the world. We would like to preserve and make your treasures accessible to those who write the history books.
Flower Pentecostal Heritage Center 1445 North Boonville Avenue Springfield, Missouri 65802 USA Phone: 417.862.1447 ext. 4400 Toll Free: 877.840.5200 Email: Archives@ag.org
Adeline Wichman (left) and Pauline Smith (right), missionaries to Ghana, circa 1960s.
This Week in AG History —May 31, 1959
By Ruthie Edgerly Oberg Originally published on AG News, 03 June 2021
When Adeline Wichman (1914-2004) and Pauline Smith (1916-2003) sat down in the dining room of Central Bible Institute (CBI, later Central Bible College, Springfield, Missouri) to talk about what they would do after graduation, they had no idea the conversation would lead to a 47-year partnership that would span two continents, expose them to dangers from which most others would flee, and impact thousands of believers across the Gold Coast of Africa.
Wichman grew up in Wisconsin and Smith in Delaware, and they met in Missouri at CBI. They had not been close friends during their college years, but as their 1943 graduation loomed upon them, they concluded it would be better to go together into the ministry than try to go it alone. CBI principal W.I. Evans and dean of women Eleanor Bowie both recommended them to a ministry in Washington, D.C., where they could assist in ministering to the young men serving in World War II. Together, the two women went willingly and served faithfully.
In a prayer meeting on New Year’s Eve, both women sensed separately a call to pursue ministry in Africa. International missions work was not something they had previously discussed. However, they talked after the service and discovered that the other had sensed the same call. They applied for missionary appointment with the Assemblies of God and were approved as “workers together.” In April 1946, they arrived in the Gold Coast, now known as Ghana, West Africa.
The weather was hot and humid and the women found insects, lizards, and snakes to be their constant roommates. They set about learning a new language in the evenings after working through the day to establish themselves with the Dagomba people of Yendi.
They discovered that portions of the Bible had already been translated into the language of the Dagomba but were no longer being printed. Smith and Wichman procured a Multigraph printer and painstakingly set out the type, letter by letter, to provide the Scriptures for their new friends.
After their first term, Smith and Wichman moved together to Wale Wale, also in northern Ghana. Believing that their priority was to make biblically literate disciples of Jesus Christ, they set up reading schools so that the villagers could read the Bible in their own language. Through these outreaches, entire villages turned to Christ, destroyed their fetishes, and supported a local pastor rather than a village witch doctor.
In 1959, a new opportunity opened itself up as the government schools presented the idea of conducting a daily “religion class” for students. Wichman and Smith had been in the country for more than a decade and were well respected. Soon requests came from 13 schools in their area for lessons that could be taught to the children. “A Door of Opportunity,” a report of this new ministry, was published in the May 31, 1959, Pentecostal Evangel. The women wrote, “the opportunity also presented a problem. It is one thing to tell a Bible story from time to time, but to prepare daily material is something else … the teachers are not schooled in the Word, and the pupils know very little about the Scriptures and nothing about God.” Smith and Wichman had occasionally received Sunday School papers in English through BGMC (Boys and Girls Missionary Challenge) but they now needed more than 1300 papers and needed them immediately.
With the need so pressing, the women decided to write a basic catechism of Christian doctrine that would take the children through a month of lessons. They began with an understanding of God, including simple questions, “Who is God?,” “Where is God?,” and simple answers, along with a Scripture verse. They also included prayers for the children to learn, such as The Lord’s Prayer, mealtime prayers, and bedtime prayers. They then prepared 25 lessons on Jesus, salvation, the Bible, and other doctrines until they had lessons to cover 250 school days. At the time of publication, 1300 Ghanaian boys and girls, ages 5 to 13 were learning the answers to questions such as, “Who is Jesus?,” “Why did He come?,” “How many gods are there?,” from a biblical perspective.
After three terms in Wale Wale, Smith and Wichman moved to Bawku and continued the same kinds of ministry with the Kusasi people. Over their near 50 years serving together in Ghana, these partners experienced malaria, snake bites, and various other threats while being involved in literacy campaigns, prison ministry, church planting, Bible school teaching, medical work, and even organizing the first Assemblies of God men’s ministry in the nation.
During their last terms in Ghana, they were considered “semi-retired” but still taught in the Bible schools and ministered wherever the doors were opened. They were especially loved by the missionary children as they became fun-loving “aunties” filling in for extended families who were far away in the United States.
Upon retirement in 1993, Ghanaian church leaders thanked Wichman and Smith for their example of faith-filled Christianity – “simple, uncluttered, hardworking, sincere, dedicated, and selfless.” The two women found themselves coming full circle, as they moved to Maranatha Village in Springfield, Missouri, within sight of where they first met more than 50 years earlier. Their commitment that they would be “better together” held steadfast, with the roommates passing away within a year of each other, Smith at age 87, and Wichman at age 90.
Read Adeline Wichman and Pauline Smith’s article, “A Door of Opportunity,” on page 5 of the May 31, 1959, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel.
Also featured in this issue:
• “Revival Continues in South Africa” by Vernon Pettenger
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E.T. (Ensley T.) Quanabush (1909-2001) had a broad field of ministry in the Assemblies of God. He was a pastor, evangelist, and missionary evangelist. He also spoke at many gatherings of charismatics who were interested in the Baptism and gifts of the Holy Spirit.
Quanabush was born in Belmar, New Jersey. He grew up having a great love for music, and at an early age he began playing the trombone as well as many other musical instruments. At first he thought he wanted to make a career of playing in the orchestra. However, God changed his mind. He was not a church member, but in his late teens he decided to attend an old-fashioned revival meeting at a Pentecostal church.
There he heard the gospel preached in power and conviction. He knew he needed to take a step of faith to follow God, but he was not quite ready. This started a period of soul-searching. After many sleepless nights and restless days, he returned to the church again. This time, when an altar call was given, he could resist no longer. Once he surrendered his life to Christ, a wave of peace flooded his soul, and he knew that his sins were forgiven and he was saved.
He decided to attend Central Bible Institute in Springfield, Missouri, to prepare for the ministry. There he met his wife, Katherine, who also was preparing for ministry. E.T. Quanabush later enrolled in Southern California Bible School (now Vanguard University) and graduated in 1931. He was ordained by the Eastern District Council in Jamaica, Long Island, New York, on April 25, 1935. At that time, he was a pastor in Trenton, New Jersey. He also served as a pastor in Lansing and Detroit, Michigan; Paterson, New Jersey; and Columbus, Ohio. But for many years he served as an evangelist and was a well sought-after speaker in many places across the U.S.
E.T. and Katherine Quanabush became a team of nationally known evangelists, holding meetings in the United States, Canada, Mexico, the Philippines, and in Europe. Before the Lord saved them, they each were engaged in radio work as musical entertainers, singing, and playing in jazz orchestras. Once they both were called into full-time ministry, they used these talents to play music, sing, and preach for the glory of God. One poster advertised, “The Quanabushes will render both vocal and instrumental selections with Italian piano accordion, Spanish guitar, Hawaiian tiple, and the slide trombone.” They also hosted radio broadcasts in various places where they lived and appeared on a local TV broadcast during the time they pastored in Detroit. In addition, they were guest speakers at college and university campuses, camp meetings, minister’s institutes, and district council meetings.
One pastor said, “They are great preachers and their singing and playing goes over well with the people.” “Not barnstormers,” he added, “but good, solid, forceful, constructive preachers. They get results.” Another pastor said, “You will not be disappointed.” Others made comments: “most effective crusade in this area,” “a crusade that spanned the generation and communication gap,” etc. In his lifetime, Quanabush held more than 300 evangelistic campaigns and crossed America over 65 times.
In 1957, the Quanabushes held a 112-day evangelistic tour through 13 European countries, with five weeks in Communist nations in Eastern Europe. That same year they held a 10-day meeting at First Assembly in Oshkosh, Wisconsin, where pastor Elmer G. Bilton invited people of all denominations to hear Quanabush, whom he called a “dynamic personality who respects all classes and religions.”
During the 1970s, the Quanabushes held charismatic crusades. At a 10-day meeting in June 1972 at Brookdale Assembly in Minneapolis, the crusade included several well-known charismatics as speakers: Father Dennis Bennett, Pat Boone, Harald Bredesen, Ray Charles Jarman, and Father Robert Arrowsmith. In January 1973 he held an “Interdenominational Charismatic Clinic” at Evangel Tabernacle Assembly of God in Louisville, Kentucky. He spoke at other charismatic meetings as well.
In 1981, Quanabush was honored as Vanguard University’s alumnus of the year. His wife, Katherine, passed away in 1995, and E.T. Quanabush passed away in 2001 in Irvine, California, at the age of 91. The Quanabushes left a rich legacy of playing music, singing, and preaching the gospel around the globe, ministering in churches, camp meetings, and interdenominational gatherings.
In 1956, for Pentecost Sunday, Quanabush wrote an article comparing the work of the Holy Spirit to the sign of the heavenly dove in Scriptures and to the ringing of bells on the Day of Atonement. Looking at types and shadows in the Scriptures, the dove is symbolic of the Holy Spirit. He said the coming of the Holy Spirit on the Day of Pentecost confirmed the atonement and resurrection of Christ.
Quanabush said, “Jesus lives today” is the message of the heavenly Dove and of the bells of Pentecost. He said this was the same message found in the Incarnation, the Resurrection, and on the Day of Pentecost.
Read more in “The Heavenly Dove and the Ringing Bells” on pages 8-9 of the May 20, 1956, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel.
Also featured in this issue:
• “This Is That Which Was Spoken by the Prophet,” by Atwood Foster
• “How to Receive the Pentecostal Baptism,” by R. M. Riggs
• “Speaking With Tongues and Prophesying,” by Donald Gee
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By Ruthie Edgerly Oberg Originally published on AG News, 01 April 2021
When Clement Le Cossec (1921-2001) was growing up in Brittany, a province in northwest France, his mother warned him, “Be careful! If you are not good, the [Roma, also known as] Gypsies will come and steal you away!” Frightened, Le Cossec promised his mother he would be good, so that he would never have to live with the Gypsies. Yet, God had a plan for him, and when this French pastor died in 2001, more than 2,000 Gypsies from across Europe attended his funeral, mourning the loss of the man who came to be known as “The Apostle to the Gypsies.”
The March 30, 1969, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel shared the fascinating story of Le Cossec and his ministry to the Gypsies.
In 1952, while pastoring a church in Rennes, France, Le Cossec held a preaching campaign in Brest, near Normandy. At the end of one of the meetings a strongly built, dark man approached him and asked if the pastor would visit “us” at an encampment in the hedges alongside the road leading into town. When Le Cossec arrived, he found a caravan of trailers and a group of people with a story to tell.
Two years earlier, one of the young men, Zino, had been given a terminal diagnosis. A traveling Pentecostal preacher prayed for him and he experienced healing. Upon hearing what had happened to Zino, his brother, Mandz, determined to tell the story of how God had power to heal in the name of Jesus. Since that time many of the Gypsies in this caravan had come to faith in Christ, but they had a serious problem. They heard that to be obedient to Christ they must be baptized. Mandz had gone from pastor to pastor asking for someone to come and baptize them but none were willing.
Le Cossec invited them to come to a prayer meeting in a church member’s home. He opened the meeting by saying, “We are going to change the form of the meeting. We are not tied to a routine. We want to be sensitive to the direction of the Spirit. We are going to pray with our Gypsy brothers and sisters to receive the baptism of the Holy Spirit.” After a brief meditation, the Gypsies knelt on the earthen floor and began to praise the Lord with all their hearts. Mandz suddenly lay on the floor, with his face down, and started to speak tongues. Many others shared his same experience. Le Cossec announced to the group, “The baptisms will be next week!”
After the baptismal service, the police made the Gypsy caravan move from the area, and Le Cossec returned to his church in Rennes. One year later, in 1953, both Le Cossec and the Gypsies returned to Brest for a meeting. After the baptisms of the previous year, more than 100 Gypsies had come to know Christ, but Le Cossec could see that they were troubled. They shared with him, “Brother, on the road we have no one to lead meetings with us. Each evening when we stop, we light a fire and we gather around to sing and pray. If there is someone in the group, even a child, who knows how to read we ask him to read from the Bible. We need a servant of God.” Le Cossec replied, “That is impossible. There are no servants of God in Brittany who are free” to travel with you.
Le Cossec felt he must help the Gypsies in some way. When the caravans came close to his church he would hold reading and Bible classes. But by 1958, more than 3,000 Gypsies had been converted, and Le Cossec could no longer be indifferent to this flock of sheep without a shepherd. A decision had to be made. He had a house and an assured salary and eight children who depended on him. The church in Rennes was doing well. Wouldn’t it be folly to leave a secure position and join his family to a caravan of traveling Gypsies? “There was a battle in my heart … but putting all my trust in the Lord, and refusing to count the cost, I threw myself into an adventure of faith … how very meaningful Christ’s words: ‘Go out into the highways and hedges and compel them to come in that my house may be filled.’”
Eleven years later, in the 1969 Pentecostal Evangel article, Le Cossec shared with American readers how more than 20,000 Gypsies were serving the Lord. He told of their meetings in caravan conferences across Europe, including in Germany, where Hitler’s Nazi regime had exterminated tens of thousands of Gypsies in concentration camps.
Le Cossec and his family traveled with the Gypsies through France, Belgium, Holland, Germany, Spain, Portugal, Italy, and India. By his death at age 80, the “Apostle to the Gypsies” had traveled in more than 40 countries sharing the message that Gypsies, who had been “a rejected community,” have instead become “an elect community” in the Lord. On his tombstone, his friends and family engraved the words of Luke 14:22: “The servant said, ‘Master, what you have commanded has been done.’”
Read more about Le Cossec’s Gypsy conference in Germany in “One People from Many Nations,” on page 16 of the March 30, 1969, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel.
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U.S. Congressman William D. Upshaw (1866-1952), one of the best-known physically disabled American politicians of his era, was healed in a 1951 Pentecostal revival meeting.
Upshaw was a well-known figure in American politics. The Georgia Democrat served four terms in Congress (1919-1927) and was a leading proponent of the temperance movement. He even ran for U.S. President on the Prohibition Party ticket in 1932. His inability to walk without crutches did not prevent him from a life of public service.
Then, near the end of his life, something amazing happened. Upshaw testified that, at age 84, he was miraculously healed on Feb. 8, 1951, in a revival service conducted by Pentecostal evangelists William Branham and Ern Baxter. He was able to walk unassisted for the first time in 59 years, discarding his crutches. His testimony of healing was published 65 years ago in the Sept. 23, 1951, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel.
Upshaw related the story of the accident that led to his spinal injury and years of disability: “When I was 18 years old I fell on a crosspiece in a wagon frame, fracturing my spine.” After the accident, he was bedridden for seven years, and then for the next 59 years he was able to walk with the aid of crutches.
He longed to be instantly healed. “Every time I prayed to be immediately healed,” he wrote, “the Lord seemed to say to me, ‘Not yet! I am going to do something through you in this condition that could not be done otherwise — leave it to Me!’”
Throughout the years, Upshaw made this his motto: “Let nothing discourage you — never give up.” And he didn’t.
In an era when people with physical disabilities often had very limited opportunities, he became a noted politician and public speaker. When he ran for U.S. President on the Prohibition Party ticket in 1932, he received 81,869 votes. Interestingly, he lost to Democrat Franklin D. Roosevelt, who was also physically disabled. While Roosevelt hid his inability to walk from the public, Upshaw did not.
Moving to California later in life, Upshaw became vice president and a faculty member of Linda Vista Bible College in San Diego. At age 72, he was ordained as a Baptist minister, and he continued to speak and preach across the nation.
In his 1951 testimony, Upshaw wrote that two years earlier he was healed of cancer on his face after Assemblies of God evangelist Wilbur Ogilvie had prayed for him. With his faith inspired, Upshaw continued to pray for faith to walk unassisted.
Upshaw noted that when he walked into the 1951 Pentecostal meeting where he was healed, he was “leaning on my crutches that had been my ‘buddies,’ my inseparable companions, for 59 of my 66 years as a cripple.” During concerted prayer at the end of the service, the evangelist declared: “the Congressman is healed.” Upshaw recalled that, after the service, “I walked out that night leaving my crutches on the platform, a song of deliverance ringing in my heart in happy consonance with the shouts of victory from those who thronged about me.”
After 66 years, William Upshaw was healed!
Read the article, “84-Year Old Cripple Discards Crutches,” on page 12 of the Sept. 23, 1951, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel.
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By Ruthie Edgerly Oberg Originally published on AG News, 17 September 2020
Esther Bragg Harvey (1891-1986) served Jesus Christ and the people of India for 48 years before retiring as an Assemblies of God missionary in 1961. During her first nine years on the field she buried three children and her young husband. Yet when she passed away at age 95, hundreds of Indian children called her “Mama.”
Esther Bragg was not raised in a Christian home; yet at the age of 12 she witnessed the peace her grandfather experienced, singing a hymn as he passed from the earth. The young girl determined to find the God of her grandfather. When she asked about going to church her father forbade her to “get religion.” Bragg would sneak out of the house to attend church, often finding herself locked out of the house on her return. Her father finally told her she must choose between leaving the church or leaving her home. Heartbroken at the thought of leaving her mother, Bragg turned to God in prayer. The Lord gave her a vision of himself carrying His cross. She saw that her cross was much smaller than His and asked the Lord to forgive her and help her to carry whatever cross He laid on her back. Her father soon relented.
In her senior year of high school, Bragg became very ill. Pentecostal believers from a local mission prayed for her and she was healed. She began to attend Pentecostal services and in 1911 enrolled in a short-term Bible school in Norwalk, Ohio, where she met J. Roswell and Alice Flower. The couple led her into an experience of the baptism of the Holy Spirit and Harvey soon felt that God was leading her to mission work in India.
In obedience, Bragg set sail for India arriving in December 1913. Just a few months after her arrival, word came from a mission in Nawabganj that some American missionaries had to leave suddenly and left a 27-year-old former British soldier, James Harvey, alone to carry on the work. He had no money and no supplies and was in desperate need, traveling from village to village without even a pair of shoes. Bragg felt that she could be helpful and responded in answer to the call for help.
Unbeknownst to the other, both Esther Bragg and James Harvey wrote in their journals that they felt the Lord had brought them together. Soon “together” became the word that defined them, as they were married later that year (1914). Together they received some of the first credentials with the newly formed Assemblies of God, and together they traveled — holding meetings, helping others, encouraging workers, discipling new Christians, and building a school for boys. With joy they discovered that “together” would soon include another little life.
But their dreams were crushed and together they buried their first baby. Another new life promised hope, but a second small grave was dug next to the first. When a third pregnancy brought promise, Esther found herself also gripped with fear. However, God blessed them with a strong and healthy baby girl. A baby boy followed soon after but was soon very sickly and weak. Esther prayed, “Lord, I cannot and I will not give him up. I must keep him.” In her prayer, she was reminded of the commitment she made before she left for India: “I put it all on the altar — the things I know and the things I don’t know.” She realized losing children was one of the things she “didn’t know” and she had already laid them on the altar before they had even been born. Soon the heartbroken parents had three little graves near their mission house. Together James and Esther continued their work.
After bearing four babies in eight years, and burying three of them, the Harvey’s felt they had born well what had been laid on them. Then, in 1922, James became gravely ill. Esther nursed him for a month, while carrying on the school and mission work and caring for their 3-year-old daughter. In her exhaustion, she prayed for God to heal James quickly so she could get some rest. She felt the work was too great for her to carry alone and she could not go on waiting for James to get better. After two days and nights without sleep caring for her husband, Esther physically collapsed when she realized James had slipped away from the bonds of earth.
In her grief and weakness, Harvey fell into a deep depression. She could not pray and despaired that she had failed God in her short 29 years of life. But when she found herself too weak to do any praying on her own, others stepped in to pray for her. Soon she felt her strength return. A friend brought the young widow and her child into her home for rest. The presence of the Lord drew near and she felt resurrection life bring her back from the brink. Previously, she had leaned on her husband for strength, but now the single mother learned to trust the Lord’s strength to be sufficient to help her lead the school her husband had begun in Sharannagar.
Over the next 27 years, Esther established a church and oversaw the James Harvey Memorial School, building a missionary bungalow, sleeping quarters for workers, school buildings, and a dormitory for the orphan boys. In the Sept. 17, 1938, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel, the editors published an SOS letter from Harvey detailing the destruction of the mission from flooding. They were in a critical place due to collapsing buildings, deadly cobras being washed up into their sleeping areas, and no money to buy food or help with rebuilding. Harvey wrote to the American Assemblies of God church members that, “we are in a desperate situation with not one cent of money to help ourselves or anyone else.” The editors encouraged the Evangel readers to give to “one of our largest mission stations in North India.”
God and the Assemblies of God responded to the need and the James Harvey Secondary School continues to this day in 2020.
After her retirement, Harvey traveled to American churches to share the needs of India. In her book, The Faithfulness of God, she looked back on her life and wrote, “I have had to go through many things, one sorrow after another, but I always found He giveth grace. When we are called to pass through the waters, He is there to hold us up.” She died at age 95, trusting in the God she began seeking at age 12. Even though she buried so many of her own children, her tombstone at Greenlawn Cemetery in Springfield, Missouri, calls her “Mama ji” – the name she was given by the children of northern India.
Read Esther Harvey’s request for help, “Calamity Strikes Sharannagar Mission,” on page 6 of the Sept. 17, 1938, issue of the Pentecostal Evangel.
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